Tag: poetry

  • absurd obscenity

    why is it absurd to sing
    of having a dream where
    he kissed your knees?
    i would kiss your feet just
    to sing such a dream —
    and everyone would find
    my acts even more obscene
  • casting runes — 07feb26

    ansuz
    finding myself at ash
    i can ride branches
    i can ride roots
    i can also sit just so
    the call comes of stone
    and of deep, so
    it's there my spirit
    will dwell

    A poem prompted by a randomly selected Elder Futhark rune.

    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. By way of the Anglo-Saxon Futhorc, the rune is named æsc, which is translated to “ash”, a tree associated with Odin and is representative of resilience and strength.

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

  • casting runes — 06feb25

    dagaz
    quiet on the borderlands
    just wind singing fences
    pushing puddles melted snow
    waiting wolves ache to break free

    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.

  • casting runes — 05feb26

    uruz
    spring moult, rough granite
    aids to cast off old morns
    gathering on melting snows;
    an amble off to new moors

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

    Today’s rune is uruz. The rune is named after the now-extinct aurochs, a wild ox and has become associated with standing up to challenges, having both confidence and courage, stubborn tenacity, and boundless strength and health. Uruz is alternately associated with the more raw elements which include rain, primordial potential, and the slag/dross cast away during the making of iron.

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

  • wild horse

    with talons in scalp & neck
    with gravel voice inside head
    black blade scraping skull
    within red cedar rising tall...
    someone rode their wild horse
    & that someone was not me
  • casting runes — 04feb26

    ansuz
    sharp breath intake,
    razor sharp shredding
    everything inside

    an uncaged spirit
    given to fresh singing

    A poem prompted by a randomly selected Elder Futhark rune.

    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. By way of the Anglo-Saxon Futhorc, the rune is named æsc, which is translated to “ash”, a tree associated with Odin and is representative of resilience and strength.

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

  • undesirable

    when they came with
    their rail cars and
    their razor wire,
    will it be a step too far
    then?

    or will you look away
    as you say, at least
    it's not us, it's them?
  • briar tangled between

    Photo by Justin Wilkens on Unsplash
    all that is owned is empty or
    flaking rust from dull razors
    drawing ley from
    rope raw wrist to
    hangman's etching,
    all briar tangled between
  • casting runes — 03feb26

    laguz
    well met we at the sieidi
    standing at watch of water
    a hand change hand
    a breath touch song
    a call to crow new dawns

    A poem prompted by a randomly selected Elder Futhark rune.

    Today’s rune is laguz, which has a core meaning of “lake” and, by extension, may be interpreted as “river”, “ocean”, “sea”, “waterfall” or a general body of water. Some alternative interpretations define as “leek”. Following the more commonly accepted meaning, bodies of water were considered liminal spaces, a place between life and death or the threshold space between which spirit and substance resides. Laguz is often associated with feminine energies and journeys via water.

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

  • one breath &

    ache on more mantic &
    less onto dreaming
    hand pat knee thigh
    tears eye entwine
    a dollar thin love
    cut from small bones
    touch a tear to tongue
    & linger nectar sweet...

    something stolen in
    that silence between
    one breath & the next