Tag: poetry

  • white kissed

    here at broken sea and
    skies storm slate
    i had a dream
    like that song and
    somebody loved me
    a phantasm gliding
    over calm water
    before the stones
    came tumbling down

    easy, these things
    under white kissed
    waves
  • casting runes — 13mar26

    fehu
    words are the most
    valued treasures i have
    so i scatter them like
    chaff on stonefield winds

    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.

  • only grey heron

    the rope mooring 
    frayed in the four
    twisting against
    the tugging flow
    until it broke
    some time ago
    my skiff following
    as the river goes
    only grey heron
    speaking in silence
    to be heard
  • all demolition

    leave me on empty
    at least i know there
    might be a tank yet to fill
    in this broke down
    wreck of car

    forget forget, we're
    all demolition here
  • cactus hand horses

    we cactus hand horses
    riding desert corridors
    on separate painted stone
    sixgunning peepshow
    between fingers unfold
    she rivers the between &
    we gallop two feet ford
    we cactus hand horses
    riding sunset corridors
  • taking pains

    blades bite thorn
    my hands, my skull
    my heart, my soul
    all wrapped in
    razor wire bone and
    scratched of fingernail
    pierced walled alone
  • casting runes — 10mar26

    sowilo
    snowflake but
    climbing up
    shadows slink
    to scheme away
    whiling until
    after the fall

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

    Today’s rune is sowilo, the sun. Sowilo is the source of enlightenment, for lighting the way and illumination. It is also called the “icebreaker” and gives power to an “attack”, ensuring success and/or prosperity. This rune also represents hope, the light at the end of a long darkness.

    Please visit my Elder Futhark pages at sceadugenga.com for additional interpretations of the runes based on multiple references and personal reflection.

  • he fool calls

    he fool calls crow
    in pale wood, black stone
    he red calls ghost
    from the south to the north

    he road calls spirit
    to her medicine ride train
    he wing calls kindred
    to carry night skies again
  • Half-penny Thoughts — 09mar25

    Photo by Bharath Kumar on Unsplash

    As I delving back into the habit of writing prose versus my habit in recent years of writing almost exclusively poetry, I’m tossing around several ideas to bounce around my largely empty cranium.

    Okay, it’s more like dumping a large bucket of superballs at this time.

    Or, if I’m more upfront and honest about what I’m doing, throwing the whole bunch of superballs all at once as hard as I can and see what comes out of the bouncy mess.

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  • casting runes — 09mar26

    hagalaz
    crack seed pellet
    crystal kissed
    side-step, slipstream
    burning on within

    weary of voices ghost

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

    Today’s rune is hagalaz, which has a core meaning of “hail”, which was associated with potential, transformation, renewal and change; hail is imagined a seed from which change will arise. Hagalaz is also seen as representative of things beyond our control: a clash between fire and ice.

    Please visit my Elder Futhark pages at sceadugenga.com for additional interpretations of the runes based on multiple references and personal reflection.