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casting runes — 23nov25
23Nov25 | 19.51 CST
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michael raven
c: 251123.1951
eihwaz
```
it was all mists
along red cobble
cast under flint on
that november day

a draft teasing bare
under velvet skirts
there, before the rains
that november day

you were all riot,
damp dark curls & glaring
fell into last loving on
that november day
```
A rune poem, based on an Elder Futhark rune selected at random.
Today’s rune is eihwaz, it’s name meaning “yew”, is a rune of change and transformation. It represents the cycle of life/death/rebirth and is symbolic of the axis mundi (the world tree). The yew is envisioned as a path towards both the underworld and the heavenly realms. It is associated both with poison and protection as part of its perceived dual nature.
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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eihwaz, poetry, rewilding, rune
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casting runes — 23nov25

all that remains

23Nov25 | 15.36 CST

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c: 251123.1536

of a passion felled
on burning leaves
and smeared scarlet
of lipstick from
mouth to cheek;

for ruins remaining
of waiting at
flint-skied piers
in the everlast of dusk

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poetry, the dreaming

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all that remains

forgotten
22Nov25 | 22.43 CST
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michael raven
c: 251122.2243
```
phantom me
slipping the edge
promises knotted in lace
waiting to be undone

i was that woman
once

but you have forgotten
```
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drek, poetry, the dreaming
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poetry
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drifted for a spell

22Nov25 | 21.57 CST

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c: 251122.2157

it's all a wish i could go back
to going crazy
just like the kind of crazy
when i was young

nevermind, i forgot
to stay in my lane,
i drifted for a spell into
the place i am from

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drifted for a spell

songlets in 120 minutes — 22nov25
22Nov25 | 20.40 CST
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michael raven
c: 251122.2040
Photo by Anthony Roberts on Unsplash
I decided that I needed something to shake up things a bit, some incentive so I didn’t keep dithering around when I was creating music. I often catch myself playing around and never actually writing anything while I was horsing, so I said to myself: “Self, you need to have some motivation to do more than press buttons and listen to sounds.”
“Oh no, what are we going to do now, Boss?”
(more…)
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120 minutes, experimentation, music exploration, songlets
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listening, songlets
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songlets in 120 minutes — 22nov25
casting runes — 22nov25
22Nov25 | 14.00 CST
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michael raven
c: 251122.1400
thurisaz
```
ragged torn
old drunken blade carving a way
to benighted trailheads
shadowed by elder ghosts—
a staggering path to
the only thing real
```
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.
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poetry, rewilding, rune, thurisaz
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casting runes — 22nov25
hello
21Nov25 | 21.39 CST
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michael raven
c: 251121.2139
```
my one burning desire
is for someone to
smile hello
```
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whispers

21Nov25 | 13.11 CST

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c: 251121.1311

duty bound
to do away with sense:

can you firewalk
with me under a
tumblemoon, with
stars slicing eyes?
let our feet fail ground
before our wedding day
you & i laying down
rainy grey under
at the quayside...

—and i think you know
how this story ends;
with whispers wraith
kissing ears
as all suns bury down

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betwixt and between, poetry

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whispers

casting runes — 21nov25
21Nov25 | 10.59 CST
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michael raven
c: 251121.1059
wunjo
```
long echo nights & crack ice
in taiga-wrapped sieidi;
come: november slumbers
```
A rune poem, based on an Elder Futhark rune selected at random.
Today’s rune is wunjo, which is translated as “joy” and has been interpreted in both the earthly sense as well as in spiritual ecstasy. It has been associated with healing (emotional, mental and interpersonal) and some sources connect the rune to luck, the act of making a wish, or applied will. Wunjo can also be the inspiration for creativity.
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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poetry, rewilding, rune, wunjo
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casting runes — 21nov25
give me
20Nov25 | 21.35 CST
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michael raven
c: 251120.2135
```
give me to mud
when i've been laid
at the dog end day
don't speak, no
we know all words
are liars
```
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poetry
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poetry
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give me