Category: poetry

  • unpermitted

    lost weirds wording
    mute mouth movement
    i blind eye my fuzzy sight
    waiting for fires to burn

    your permission is
    not my intention
    your permission is
    not my affliction
    i break earth in lines
    in my own damned time

    nightsitting, waiting
    giving over to my dross
    'til she bare feet comes
    never touching ground
    never turning 'round, again

  • tossing a rune — 22aug25

    hagalaz
    piercing pellets at endsummer
    an unexpected assault
    on brainpan and leaf

    soon, grass will return green
    to crickets waving a breeze

    A rune poem, based on an Elder Futhark rune selected at random.

    Today’s rune is hagalaz, which has a core meaning of “hail”, which was associated with potential, transformation, renewal and change.

    Please visit my Elder Futhark pages at sceadugenga.com for additional interpretations of the runes based on multiple references and personal reflection.

  • worn

    these lines
    all penny smooth worn 
    and worth
    by less than half
    unpicked up as
    the emptying lot
    gives over to
    that jazz jaundiced
    sodium glow

  • you cannot see

    manticmined i bury myself
    in the understone covered
    fís and mistformed flowing
    scáthed, bran storied days
    under feathered of white
    rest now rest now
    pale blind enters night

    cut crimson rivers slow
    hazel once at the evening
    come oak slipped of the morn
    i am her come at blackthorn
    i am her come of snow

  • drift gather snow

    black wooden fence on snow field at a distance of black bare trees
    Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com
    on drift gather snow
    crows wind draw
    singing to steel wire
    humming on breeze
    leaves painted frost
    in a lonesome place far
    waiting on gentle wings
    come to on
    drift gather snow

  • tossing a rune — 19aug25

    ehwaz
    at rivers' crossing
    she joins, shoulder riding light
    silent as the fog around

    no more words—
    silence is the wisdom
    of the day

    A rune poem, based on an Elder Futhark rune selected at random.

    Today’s rune is ehwaz, which has a core meaning of “horse”. A horse is often associated with journeys, travel and movement. By extension, it also implies symbiosis with another living creature or fylgja, and the rune is associated with loyalty or trust.

    Please visit my Elder Futhark pages at sceadugenga.com for additional interpretations of the runes based on multiple references and personal reflection.

  • slip-tween

    Photo by Abishek on Unsplash
    the bough's silver song
    framed of moonlight
    under the oak we rest
    feasting on gold
    slip-tween slip-tween
    through and back
    a kiss of the nightqueen
    as her river drifts by

  • notnight

    Photo by Samuel Quek on Unsplash
    neverything coming waves
    washing over my black sands
    in the untethered paleness
    of notnight aglow afar
    and i undertow flow
    back to the nine
    back to chilled dreaming
    as if unknown to wake

  • hidden-faced moon

    Photo by Cornelia Munteanu on Unsplash
    embracing the forest's fog
    delving ever deeper within
    shaking off distraction
    with the rising of a hood
    so that both
    seeing & hearing
    becomes more clear

    a murder calls of autumn
    long rains, hidden-faced moon

  • fractured moons

    Photo by Patrick Fore on Unsplash
    these fractured moons
    stolen away with threadbare
    etched in whalebone hue

    time to turn off the radio
    listen to the forest hum
    time to watch waves come anew

    oh, these lonely
    moon broke nights
    between a hard place and you