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  • casting runes — 22nov25

    22Nov25 | 14.00 CST
    © 2025

    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.


    tagged:

    poetry, rewilding, rune, thurisaz

    filed under:

    poetry

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    casting runes — 22nov25

  • hello

    21Nov25 | 21.39 CST
    © 2025

    michael raven

    c: 251121.2139
    my one burning desire
    is for someone to
    smile hello

    tagged:


    filed under:

    junk drawer

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    hello

  • whispers

    21Nov25 | 13.11 CST
    © 2025

    michael raven

    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

    tagged:

    betwixt and between, poetry

    filed under:

    poetry

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    whispers

  • casting runes — 21nov25

    21Nov25 | 10.59 CST
    © 2025

    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.


    tagged:

    poetry, rewilding, rune, wunjo

    filed under:

    poetry

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    casting runes — 21nov25

  • give me

    20Nov25 | 21.35 CST
    © 2025

    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

    tagged:

    poetry

    filed under:

    poetry

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    give me

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