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  • casting runes — 15jan26

    15Jan26 | 09.07 CST
    © 2026

    michael raven

    c: 260115.0907
    thurisaz
    we gnash stone teeth on
    hoarcrust razorwire
    we are icebreakers with
    bones marked scrimshaw
    we dance the ghost
    under driving snow
    for all who fall

    can you stand tall against that?

    A poem prompted by a randomly selected Elder Futhark rune.

    Today’s rune is thurisaz, which has several core translations: “thorn” or “giant”. The rune is often associated with pain or discomfort (often for an important transitional or transformative reason) or raw power that may be destructive. It is also considered protective, regenerative, and is frequently associated with women’s menstrual health.

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


    tagged:

    poetry, rewilding, rune, thurisaz

    filed under:

    poetry

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  • weary on a river slumber

    14Jan26 | 20.21 CST
    © 2026

    michael raven

    c: 260114.2021
    i weary on a river slumber
    i give her lap my head
    wrap my eyes in white
    to mark the unseeing
    to staunch the weeping
    rags scarlet gone the night

    taut rusts the snare
    wrapped ever tight
    around this throat
    twine storm eens brew
    upon where those cast them
    a raging gone the night

    come gloaming at the rushes
    a shattered waving winding
    in the morning’s early light
    i weary on a river slumber
    wrap my eyes up in white
    rags scarlet forever the night

    tagged:

    betwixt and between, poetry

    filed under:

    poetry

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  • casting runes — 14jan26

    14Jan26 | 09.43 CST
    © 2026

    michael raven

    c: 260114.0943
    algiz
    embracing skymothersun
    asking for her daylight come
    to pierce the shadows bright

    grounded, stone me grows
    'twixt the narrows
    drinking a wellspring below

    my arms hold boisterous crows
    celebrating her return

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

    Today’s rune is algiz, which may mean either “elk” (there is some uncertainty if this is the case) or yew (Old Norse). It is associated with the Otherworld, protection/sanctuary, and with guardian spirits/fylgja. The unconscious mind is also sometimes associated with algiz.

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


    tagged:

    algiz, poetry, rewilding, rune

    filed under:

    poetry

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    casting runes — 14jan26

  • little of this dying

    13Jan26 | 13.47 CST
    © 2026

    michael raven

    c: 260113.1347
    Photo by Alice Alinari on Unsplash
    handbare hip, we hold to night
    caress of thigh to thigh to
    drink you with raggedbreath
    nectar sweet the tongue tasting so

    we forget stars falling, give to
    eyedrawn and sinking, looking
    past doors locked against pale

    leannán, drain of misery
    let come, let call, let dream
    bring me a little of this dying

    tagged:

    poetry

    filed under:

    poetry

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  • sleepwalking

    12Jan26 | 14.18 CST
    © 2026

    michael raven

    c: 260112.1418

    I think I’ll step out for a spell.


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    filed under:

    junk drawer

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