handbare hip, we hold to night
caress of thigh to thigh to
drink you with raggedbreath
nectar sweet the tongue tasting so
we forget stars falling, give to
eyedrawn and sinking, looking
past doors locked against pale
leannán, drain of misery
let come, let call, let dream
bring me a little of this dying
i carve away ritual
peel away the chapped &
speak with raw lips
to swear to sacred love
again
she stands stones
above the water
everyday waiting in
each finger bend
in every finger fold
a flower waiting for bloom
hush
waiting on flows form
while dawn fills—
mouth to mouth,
breath to breath,
eyes give to eyes
known
lake facing lake
in underwater to go
slipping beneath winter
cut scrimshaw carved stone
these deadlands beckon
...come, sit, eat...
blackwing at wellside up
watching the old wind sweep
A poem prompted by a randomly selected Elder Futhark rune.
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 or spiritual legacy.
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when of me?
.
.
.
when?
.
.
aching at return
nothing i know am i, yet
tattooed inside lip mine
a name a name a name
carved into my femur
cut into my heart
pinned upon my sleeve
pierced onto my tongue
.
.
asking as if need—
when, oh when of me?
i waiting-sit the grove
clearing deadfall in tree
snow wash of weary
i waiting-sit the tree
stolen wind whispers
hush now, hush
stone carved stone
at edging double bottom
falling
i waiting-sit the tree
grove me mud of bone
kissed blood a’washing
i waiting-sit alone
i dreamwalk as ley trees walk
her canopy shadow's embrace &
my head resting at her hills
drifting off in sensual slumber
A poem prompted by a randomly selected Elder Futhark rune.
Today’s rune is berkana, which translates to “birch”. Birch are associated with earth-mother and maternal energies. Because birch is a “pioneer tree” which tends to grow in advance of other tree growth — especially after forest fires — berkana is associated with renewal and rebirth. Additionally, berkana has ties to liminal thresholds of all types, especially those paths to the underworld.
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footprints in fresh snow &
skeleton trees coaled of gloaming
owl calling between crow
a pale scythe sweeps to reap
A rune poem, based on an Elder Futhark rune selected at random.
Today’s rune is algiz, which may mean either “elk” (there is some uncertainty if this is the case) or yew (Old Norse). It is associated with the Otherworld, protection/sanctuary, and with guardian spirits/fylgja. The unconscious mind is also sometimes associated with algiz.
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"we want the world &
we want it now..."
rip out the barbed wire fences,
carry swine to the edge
of the world &
throw them all down
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.
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awake to ear ringing
& litmus tests papering
our present lavender
faint, the voice calling
so i resthead on the ley
hoping for to clarion that
lost in babble on & on
a need to root in & stone
branching out & to oak
careless as a whisper
on the wind
i wait for them in
forgotten corridors
waiting to begin
tug of the healer calling
drawing up a hood
walking the woods
as i did once & again
A rune poem, based on an Elder Futhark rune selected at random.
Today’s rune is wunjo, which is translated as “joy” and has been interpreted in both the earthly sense as well as in spiritual ecstasy. It has been associated with healing (emotional, mental and interpersonal) and some sources connect the rune to luck, the act of making a wish, or applied will. Wunjo can also be the inspiration for creativity.
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