Tag: poetry

  • tossing a rune — 27jun25

    sowilo
    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.

  • kissing over café bars

    Photo by Doug Greenman on Unsplash
    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
  • enjoin me

    a path in the middle of a dark forest
    Photo by Wes Hicks on Unsplash
    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
  • fade away

    Photo by Abishek on Unsplash
    silting down thick
    the layers me put
    under the wave

    quenching flame
    give steel to rust
    casting new

    i rain i rain
    i rain i rain
    under granite
    skies, i rain

    keep me in
    your memory
    but then let me
    fade away
  • seek no

    settle to stone and
    quit with the roam
    seek no, seek no more

    to take axe to axel
    to stop up the ramble
    seek no, seek no more

    follow low water
    flow dark home
    seek no, seek no more
  • stormy passings wet

    Photo by Kevin Hessey on Unsplash
    of crash the rainbows in
    the undergrey at raining
    with the undone angry
    sitting thresholds linger

    stormy passings wet
    my granite sharp face
    —in need of a shave might
    the added phrase be—
    yet, soon comes our clover

    the clover carves thunder
    in the laying down we
  • memories and souvenirs

    Photo by Dylan Whoriskey on Unsplash
    winnowed of wind
    we shed our chaff
    over long seas to carry
    our selves to elsewhen

    even midnights fade
    when woven of windsong
    where our souls
    do dare go at wilds

    take a souvenir if
    that you must to recall
    but, as such, memories
    are nothing at all
  • tossing a rune — 22jun25

    berkana
    through the pass
    we may yet recall
    all of those parts of us
    long since forgotten

    Another rune poem of mine, where the rune is selected at random.

    Today’s rune is berkana, which has a core meaning “birch”. Birch are often the first trees to populate areas after a forest fire and, by extension, are associated with new beginnings, purification and rebirth — all of which tend to be related to the eternal feminine.

  • hold

    standing stones
    Photo by Suzanne Rushton on Unsplash
    come the drift as
    voices fade away
    the taste of ash
    'cross my tongue
    distrust, the taste
    of dream

    bone hands stolen
    of twilight childe
    hold onto me, hold
  • waiting to come

    Photo by enkuu smile_ on Unsplash
    i am held apart and
    the words said
    are not for who
    am i say i may be

    rejoined if held together
    in arms tenderly and
    whispers the wind
    my name am be

    still crushed flower
    under the snow
    waiting to come of spring