Tag: poetry

all we need know

standing stones — *Photo by Suzanne Rushton on Unsplash*

she is twin crests
her rivers run free
that is all we
need know

she is the green
her cleft draws in
into the womb
under cairn

stone is all that matters
all words just
nattering on like
whispers on wind

she is wellspring
that is all
we need know

13 Jul 25

forgetting

shocked at the shock
whenever i make the claim
that forgetting might
actually be a desirable thing

or when i claim
to be forgotten might
be much the same

what is memory anyway?

ephemeral and fleeting
like a cloudburst in july
or that first vagrant snowflake
on a chill october day

13 Jul 25

lacuna coils

a blue face glowing — *Photo by Merlin Lightpainting on Pexels.com*

maltrusting and skirting
penumbral lines blurred
against falling rain
cutting lacuna coils
into the night

oh mortal you
trapped outside these
chalked white hills
a song in your head
given to bone

12 Jul 25

grendel me

grendel grendel grendel grendel
grendel grendel me
marsh water bog body
brown water me
pierce me liver, piece me gut 
feed me liver, burning rut
grendel, grendel me, grendel
hunger on the night

11 Jul 25

gone to heath

my head has gone to heath
mottled stone of lichen
passing steel or passing sun

under rain and dampening
cold the wind whistles wending
through the heath stones
that make of my head

slender spaces shimmer quiet
thin be'twixt and 'tween
here upon my hillock of dream

11 Jul 25

tossing a rune — 10jul25
ansuz
```
campfire pops & crackles
set the song's rhythm
spirits remain mute
surrendering space
to night's denizens
so they may sing, too
```
Another rune poem of mine, where the rune is selected at random.
Today’s rune is ansuz, which has a core meaning “a god” (intended to be Odin), “mouth” or “breath”. Odin is representative of many, many things… in this case, ansuz is most representative of the mouth/breath (speech) that gives life to poetry, magic, song, language, and spirit — largely inseparable in the Viking worldview — and Odin is considered the supreme master of these intertwined concepts.
10 Jul 25

frost on silvered glass

these strange days
come slipping
between bedsheets in
the night, whispering
sweet nothings like
long lost lovers
looking for
a last lusty kiss
before our dying
our winter's
creeping fingers
appear as frost on
silvered glass

10 Jul 25

electric

red lightning flashing on black sky — *Photo by Martinus on Pexels.com*

i do not want
to be influenced
or instructed.

i want you to
make my body sing
electric with the
kiss of your words

09 Jul 25

long, cool rain

*Photo by Cornelia Munteanu on Unsplash*

i wonder at the
absence of flames
my world has been
on fire almost
every day and now…
…now?

there is a long,
cool rain falling
quenching the heat
and i cannot
identify the cause,
nor why of it all

ever so slight of nervous
seeking a torch
to now light my way

09 Jul 25

thievery

woman wearing black jacket holding pink flowers — *Photo by Anastasiya Lobanovskaya on Pexels.com*

wearing other’s faces
i saw you stealing kisses
the consummate thief 
you are

but i can see through
your disguise and lies
i can see a million miles
away

you know? it made me laugh
left laughing ‘til morning came
i tip my hat at your
audacity

09 Jul 25