
given fresh rain fallen
a sanctuary in grey
wash away the stain
desire burns fleeting
quench all heat away
embrace river flowing
puddle rings watercolor
mirrors of granite sky
i become of long man
i become of long

given fresh rain fallen
a sanctuary in grey
wash away the stain
desire burns fleeting
quench all heat away
embrace river flowing
puddle rings watercolor
mirrors of granite sky
i become of long man
i become of long
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the haze of frost
clouding vision
melts away —
casting sharper shadows
in the brightness of day
Another rune poem of mine, where the rune is selected at random.
Today’s rune is sowilo, which has a core meaning “sun”. The sun is representative of the source of life, illumination and power.
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kissing over café bars
you wipe lipstick from
my lips with your thumb
leaning over
hungry for more
you chide and say
just a taste because
patience is important
even in the dream
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the troubles keep and
none of them mine
there is no time to cry
i step to oak & slender
the place within
i could dream all day &
all night in the within
flint, cuts skin, bone
to drag me of wood
spell some silence
for me, one who sees
enjoin me to whole
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