• tossing a rune — 27aug25

    gebo
    "we sacrificed all the things we love
    to get more of nothing"
    cry the echoes of november in the empty
    of this autumn head of mine—
    gates dissolve by way of drifting snow
    revealing the only thing that's real

    A rune poem, based on an Elder Futhark rune selected at random.

    Today’s rune is gebo, which has a core meaning of “gift”. This relates to all forms of reciprocity, transaction, generosity, hospitality and sacrifice (in the sense of giving up something).

    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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  • Sorry, but…

    Well, I knew it was likely to happen.

    I can’t decide if I should be surprised that it finally did happen or that it took so long for it to happen.

    But I got my first email from a fan who thinks I am an adult film director from the late 90s/00s who also went by “Michael Raven”. For the record, I was using the pen name well before he was directing films in the, ahem, genre.

    They wanted to know where they could get a legit digital copy of a specific film. And a song title. Did this fan check to see if I was who he thought I was? Absolutely not. But that did not stop the fan from asking all the same.

    What added to the surreal nature is that apparently it was a movie (very) loosely based on Lewis Carroll’s Wonderland.

    For the record, there is another author who goes by the name and writes nonfiction and has been published well before I was. I’d almost rather have gotten an email from one of his fans because then I could just say, “Sorry, wrong chap” and be done with it. But with adult entertainment, it could just as easily be a phishing expedition — so ignore and block is my method for handling those.

    Sorry Brian, wrong chap.


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  • that merry-go-round

    carousel with lights
    Photo by Mihai Vlasceanu on Pexels.com
    clockwork broken and
    stone etched bone
    a heart stitched hazard

    hands tick back that
    merry-go-round
    temptation in autumn comes

    with pricking thumbs
    and old man's hours
    waiting for her ice to thaw

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  • Little treasures

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    Of all the things I might unearth as I was repackaging and cataloging some belongings to put into off-site storage, I guess I never expected to find some old handwritten notes from my druidic lessons circa 1992. I had recently joined a local druid group that was one of the original 1970s groups in the US and a handful of pages are from a course they were teaching their new members. And old members looking for a refresher (which was the bulk of the attendees at these gatherings in the head druid’s home).

    I found it stuffed alongside the truly awful tale of Ben who, apparently, we liked to lock up just to hear him scream, written about ten years later than these notes. Don’t ask, I can’t imagine my motivation twenty-three years ago for pairing the writings in a single place.

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  • tossing a rune — 25aug25

    othala
    weary of tethers
    fingers dance the blade
    toying with cutting away jesses
    and giving wing to flight

    A rune poem, based on an Elder Futhark rune selected at random.

    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.

    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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