lock the doors
lock loved ones inside
the wild hunt rides
the storms tonight

twice the banshee
wail rose up to the skies
who's death will
the trice betide?

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.