another tangle of winter
at slick crags open water
i shed these bones for you
chisel shadow, wax & stain
heartbeat heavy slow
ancestors flow on whisper
gather flame of heartwood
collect forgotten songs
here raises laughter
here we belong
another tangle
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catscratch
with skin kissed in rope burns
and pricked of thorns
sheets stained of summer and
whispers screamed at forlorn
all barbed with catscratch
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casting runes — 02dec25
dagaz drawn to earth
more than that just under
ragged-hewn fingernails
scratching at blood soil—
toss aside your frame-drum
and follow me downA 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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casting runes — 02dec25
some kind of old
getting old is when
you've lived too long
after folks once laid odds
on if you'd see
twenty-nine
it feels like
some kind of old
a very steel grey
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