Tag: poetry

  • casting runes — 26may26

    eihwaz
    this mortal coil
slipped between mists
we will meet again
within the otherside
this knot lingers still

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

    Today’s rune is eihwaz, it’s name meaning “yew”, is a rune of change and transformation. It represents the cycle of life/death/rebirth and is symbolic of the axis mundi (the world tree). The yew is envisioned as a path towards both the underworld and the heavenly realms. Eihwaz is frequently associated both with poison and protection as part of its perceived dual nature.

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

  • thresholds

    i rust stain the red
    under cirrus skies
    slipping umbral to gloam—
    faces all turn away

  • white noise

    the words turn to blur
    every voice fades
    to white noise
    dew wet trousers on
    an early kneeling morn

    chapped lips imagine
    kisses in chill mists
    dreams are made of
    morns made like these—
    the smell of apples
    drifting in

  • echo dream

    i can't help but wonder
    when you talk,
    if you talk to me
    or if that is just dream
    speaking past soft veils

    perhaps it is just a dream
    echoing another dream
    in which there is nothing
    but a dream left for
    anything to say

  • casting runes — 21may25

    dagaz
    we are twist
until we are break

this cats cradle
all at tangle
we are caught
between
day & night

    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.

  • selling sanctuary

    i river the faces &
    cling no more
    i have tried
    red flags followed
    under alpine stone
    skitter scree grey
    and cut to bone

    the fox screams with me
    and feathers down to black

  • we needs slendering

    sometimes we needs slendering
    between their slipstreams
    flesh knifed and stretched
    beyond the thin and lean
    and i know my blind skein
    draws taut against the choke
    clenched against the screams

    my everyday halloween
    absurd and obscene

  • isle

    i become long
    under the night
    and my heart stutters
    with ache for a silent skiff
    ghosting through mists
    to take me to that
    forgotten place where
    blossoms forever fall

  • but for

    goodbye
    it could have been
    lovely, if only

    but for the fool

  • 2º. mono no aware

    knapped flint night
    knapped flint day
    marrow deep kisses
    underwood decay