Tag: poetry

sudden as sunset

as sudden as sunset
the sadness descends
with old blood weight
on the pristine of snow
she shifts inside, sighs
finger draws the frosted panes

13 Dec 25

casting runes — 13dec25
thurisaz
```
pierced sleeve hearts
drive to pale hollow
shadow, wraith and man

dreaming verdant gardens
there, in tanglewood
desolation, an angel, iron sea

thunder sparks the stone
him in waiting
```
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.
13 Dec 25

snow queen

phantasm i the winter white
flowing through empty
fingers trace rail wood ruddy
dust undisturbed to wake

linger long hallways and
snow queen her dwelling
in the still failing faint,
unseen her dark eyes

12 Dec 25

casting runes — 12dec25
jera
```
grey gone him raven
fetching at flint
festering storm winds

grey gone him raven
turning at stone
her come kiss our winter

grey gone him raven
arthritic at tree
curse to carve a snow

tok


tok



tok
```
A poem prompted by a randomly selected Elder Futhark rune.
Today’s rune is jera. Jera is translated as “year”, and has also been translated as “harvest”. This rune is representative of cycles, the “wheel of the year”, the union of opposites (implied by the summer half of the year ending, winter half of the year beginning), balance, as well as cause/effect relationships.
Please visit my Elder Futhark pages at sceadugenga.com for additional interpretations of the runes based on multiple references and personal reflection.
12 Dec 25

under

stone blind the woodpost
and standing antler pale
we nightwing under

falling into her lovi
love, fallen in her
let us dream a song-her
let us fall within her home

we heartdrum blackwing
at edge lake drift snow
we break our under

lovi, we dream us,
deep within her home

11 Dec 25

casting runes — 11dec25
dagaz
```
twilight torches
push at shadows,
hint at a dawn
blanketed in mists & fog

one hand beckons
another wards away
while the drifter
goes on the drift
in twilight once again
```
A rune poem, based on an Elder Futhark rune selected at random.
Today’s rune is dagaz, which has been translated as “daybreak”, that transitional moment between night and day. By extension, it might also be interpreted as “twilight” and is representative of liminality, transformation, the space between worlds, and suggests walking in both the material world and otherworld.
Please visit my Elder Futhark pages at sceadugenga.com for additional interpretations of the runes based on multiple references and personal reflection.
11 Dec 25

unmoored

my mind is on the drift   and
i cannot find the will     to
moor it anymore,      perhaps
i will butterfly      instead

10 Dec 25

one last

all i ask is for
just one last kiss
before dying
just that one last
chance at bliss
before i surrender
in your arms

10 Dec 25

casting runes — 10dec25
ingwaz
```
drifting hollowbone
to fill of the empty
fall back, fall back
to slender dark cold
salts slip of memory
```
A rune poem, based on an Elder Futhark rune selected at random.
Today’s rune is ingwaz, a rune named after the god Ing or Freyr. It is representative of a channeled energy or transformational process. It is also be seen as the male component of life, and therefore a symbol of sexual passions and the contributed “seed” of life (and, therefore, an aspect of one’s ancestral ørlǫg, or fate/destiny). Some interpretations conceive the rune as a symbol of darkness, solitude or dreaming.
Please visit my Elder Futhark pages at sceadugenga.com for additional interpretations of the runes based on multiple references and personal reflection.
10 Dec 25

of giving over

shedding such skins as these is a
matter of embracing one's agonies
even when the fit has gone dodgy
back before time's mists rolled in

clinging sores and calloused regrets
linger in the tenderest of spaces, so
it is best, face set to grimace, to rip
and give over a hey, nonny, nonny

10 Dec 25