Tag: rewilding

  • hidden-faced moon

    Photo by Cornelia Munteanu on Unsplash
    embracing the forest's fog
    delving ever deeper within
    shaking off distraction
    with the rising of a hood
    so that both
    seeing & hearing
    becomes more clear

    a murder calls of autumn
    long rains, hidden-faced moon
  • skrit

    Campfire
    Photo by Ville Palmu on Unsplash
    hand cast stones at
    the nothing of alone
    washing the waves
    on over my night eyes

    even the wights wait
    to speak, chewing silence

    scoring steel with flint
    seeking sparks in empty
    skrit skrat skreet
    we are the ravens
    at their clams

    sputtering flames
    we gather to heat
    chill bones
  • stone alone

    Photo by Jo Amos on Unsplash
    i gave to ground
    & scrimshawed
    all my bone

    called to north of
    badb, my stone
    etched of heart song

    to feather dance
    in spun spiral &
    rhythm slow

    stone alone
    at nightmoons
    here comes her
    snow
  • tossing a rune — 15aug25

    laguz
    from her source
    the first kiss of winter
    to her river flows

    taking up blackthorn
    i seek to pathfind
    her snows

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

    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.

  • winternight

    a blue face glowing
    Photo by Merlin Lightpainting on Pexels.com
    crack hands old oak
    wrapped around my love
    i hollow the heartwood
    until she slips inside
    she comes the winter
    she comes the night
    she comes the winternight

    pinpricks my body torn
    needles dance my arms
    we sickle under midmoon
    white kissed before we're born
    she comes the winter
    she comes the night
    she comes winternight
  • sedges

    Photo by Gabriel Miklós on Unsplash
    unconfidante but for
    ravens and crows
    campfires and ghosts
    gone blind due to reading
    gone silent for song

    conspiracy and murder
    have taken all tongue
    broken fingerbones
    have stolen all tone

    shh, now childe
    sleep within sedges at
    green gone wild
  • tossing a rune — 08aug25

    fehu
    giving away books
    to little libraries
    to show my kin
    sharing make us richer
    than accumulation

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

    Today’s rune is fehu, which has a core meaning of “cattle” or a more generalized “livestock”, which was a representation of personal wealth. Wealth and prosperity was valued, but was looked down upon when accumulation appeared to be excessive, greedy, miserly or turned to hoarding, especially when those around you were lacking.

  • waiting for maple

    Photo by Tokyo Kohaku on Unsplash
    i have gone lost
    down the bones
    etched at kohl
    in following many
    elder ways to a place
    called shadow

    she is beyond name &
    speaks in fingers
    under the canopy green
    skin earthstained red
    waiting for maple
    to bleed
  • Half-penny thoughts | 07aug25

    Somewhere in Alaska, my photo

    My mind keeps going back to when I was driving through Alaska, Yukon and British Columbia. Not to disparage Alberta or Saskatchewan, but those landscapes were too “familiar”. Really, once you’ve seen one endless field of a particular crop, they all take on a similar character and we have a hell of a lot of examples of that landscape when you’re away from the river valleys in the upper midwestern states of North Dakota, Minnesota, South Dakota, Iowa and Wisconsin. My eye craved something different from what I could view a half-hour’s drive from home. And so, the last leg of my trip was not nearly as visually stimulating as the foreleg of the same.

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  • ever • more

    a path in the middle of a dark forest
    Photo by Wes Hicks on Unsplash
    oak • mistletoe
    me • you
    all • dream
    ever • more
    into • wood
    we • go