A little Icelandic darkwave in honor of the upcoming solstice, perhaps?
Á sólstöðum í svartnætti tunglið geislum grætur
Vetrarnótt; við erum þínar sönnu svörtu dætur
Winter solstice in the black night
the moon cries its beams
Winter night; we are your true dark daughters
Of course you may have some, my darkling dearies. Enjoy.
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given to pressing petals of
her fragrant valley sheltered
drinking her butterfly wine
grown over gone under
lingers myrrh sweet inside
slumber her summer slopes
tracing dew along her lines...
who would wish for return
after lingering this vale?
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Lingering at midnights, the skin’s hollow drum thrumming with tension tugging taut the skin in anticipation as black coil fingernails trace leys down the soft flesh of an inner forearm. First right, then left, setting lines burning like fireflies down to the fingertips.
Comes at winterkiss. “Are you ready,” said she. A nod with it begins, her kiss leaving every nerve burning alive.
A furtive nod, afraid the spell will break and longing for the neverending. Miraculously, there is only long vibrations humming through, a guitar string of tension bound under flesh.
All bells break, shatter the water’s razor edge and then begins a falling, a falling lingering a twilights all that remains is the skin’s hallow drumming while wondering at Elektra and if might this be that hunger she beheld.
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come on in twist, for
a turn on the scythe
to carve away thin
to skate on black ice
dance on night fires
pierce ragged hearts
ribbons to raw, to dream
in everlasting kiss
A rune poem, based on an Elder Futhark rune selected at random.
Today’s rune is dagaz, which has been translated as “daybreak”, that transitional moment between night and day. By extension, it might also be interpreted as “twilight” and is representative of liminality, transformation, the space between worlds, and suggests walking in both the material world and otherworld.
Please visit my Elder Futhark pages at sceadugenga.com for additional interpretations of the runes based on multiple references and personal reflection.
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come this solstice night
& follow me dark river
nadir kissed & ragged lips
under her lacuna moon
come this solstice night
& twist shadow at murder
cross silver ashen pale
to carry her winter words
come this solstice night
we stand stone whores with
blood marked cheeks
under her lacuna moon
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