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casting runes — 24oct25
24Oct25 | 10.14 CDT
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michael raven
c: 251024.1014
fehu
```
fox fire, raven coal
first flurries pale
i offer crimson now
to keep all relations, mine
both safe and hale
```
A poem prompted by a randomly selected Elder Futhark rune.
Today’s rune is fehu, which has a core meaning of “cattle” or a more generalized “livestock”, which was a representation of personal wealth or earned prosperity. Sometimes luck played a role. Wealth and prosperity was valued, but was looked down upon when material accumulation appeared to be excessive, greedy, miserly or turned to hoarding, especially when those around you were lacking.
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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rings
24Oct25 | 07.46 CDT
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michael raven
c: 251024.0746
Photo by Nathan Dumlao on Unsplash
```
drained, i pour inside
to sit within my pain
—don't speak
everything runs over
and i cannot drink
another drop

instead, arthritic fingers chase
wet rings on the hard
```
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wilderness
23Oct25 | 13.39 CDT
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michael raven
c: 251023.1339
```
come the sluagh nights soonly
come they baying at your door
sickle scythe under nightmoon
a'reaving long before the dawn
```
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betwixt and between, poetry
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Reads — “Flood” by Stephen Baxter
23Oct25 | 09.07 CDT
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michael raven
c: 251023.0907
I’m in the home stretch on this hard science-fiction novel of the peri-apocalypse and I think the biggest takeaway so far is…
I’m not the target audience for science-fiction novels of the peri-apocalypse, hard science or otherwise.
(more…)
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reading
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c: 251022.2106

this chronic river
flawing through
is a stoning earned
for the time cast 
down drunk at
the wytching tree

there is no care
for these secrets 
that might be shared
those left to die here
in the wee hours down
at the wytching tree

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casting runes — 22oct25
22Oct25 | 11.56 CDT
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michael raven
c: 251022.1156
othala
```
under the cloak
the patterns burn
all the more clear

slip to the well
and dive, emerge
in the lands
under the sea
```
A poem prompted by a randomly selected Elder Futhark rune.
Today’s rune is othala, which has a core meaning of “heritage”, “inheritance” and “legacy”. These are all associated with home, kin, ancestors, stability and (in some interpretations) past lives or spiritual legacy.
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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on the wind
21Oct25 | 21.03 CDT
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michael raven
c: 251021.2103
```
"throw your head away
and let branches replace
the empty left behind",
said the acorn man

so
we gathered round
and grew old,
apple blossoms
on the wind
```
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betwixt and between, poetry, rewilding
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New Moon
21Oct25 | 14.41 CDT
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michael raven
c: 251021.1441
I will drift the forest behind blind eyes with her, just as she came, here on the new moon this morn. A new year, come ten days on the loom, rides her night tresses too. Time to wrap root and gather low, gather deep, and gather below. Gather, then, and keen no more.
If you knew me, you would understand — but I stand alone, unknown. I am wing and I am thorn, that is the best I can explain.
But when she comes, we gather: wrapping root and pricking low.
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prose, rewilding
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prose
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to the turning within
21Oct25 | 07.55 CDT
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michael raven
c: 251021.0755
Photo by Trent Pickering on Unsplash
```
as the nights slip
cauldron to stone
from wave to cold
we turn to the 
turning within

spirits on the wander
gather 'round the flames
dancing, spinning, yearning
as they give to the
turning within

let all our debt burn away
as we turn to the
turning within
```
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slight rebellion
20Oct25 | 13.18 CDT
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michael raven
c: 251020.1318
```
tossing the tethers, ropes
tying to dock and pier
letting current carry away

adrift and slipping away
spinning in eddies away
never wanting to arrive

never to, never arrive
```
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