Tag: rewilding

  • casting runes — 20aug26

    othala
    at night
the Old Ones are
the only things real.

they stand fireside
silent, slow as stone
waiting for Whiteoak
to fall.

    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.

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

  • twin & out

    mournful grey stands
    ragged cliffs today
    twin flint eyes
    & ocean out
    twin flint hearts
    & ocean out

    cut black sheets of
    wave & skies meet
    twin flint eyes
    & ocean out
    twin stone hearts
    & ocean out

    keen, rises she
    keen, shards he
    twin flint eyes
    & ocean out
    twin stone hearts
    & ocean out

  • at giving grounds

    gone by way
    of shadow & wind
    in swaying sheaves
    gold gather the fields
    low the stone walls
    that let creeks
    still run through

    is that frost i hear?
    creeping bone within

    giving grounds knelt
    at boulder trees grown
    rock tripe in grey & blue
    lay down plates
    come gentle the rain
    as they do

    moor songs, mere
    awash with that
    salt hue

  • casting runes — 17aug26

    sowilo
    insight at
sharp claws,
sharper teeth

a hint of lemons—
how shall we name
our many ghosts?

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

    Today’s rune is sowilo, the sun. Sowilo is the source of enlightenment, for lighting the way and illumination. It is also called the “icebreaker” and gives power to an “attack”, ensuring success and/or prosperity. This rune also represents hope, the light at the end of a long darkness.

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

  • today, i will fox

    cool under leaf shadow
    flicker of sun of shine
    bright against black loam
    stretching pale under
    fibre and web and green
    let detritus weave the hair
     to carry back on den

    today, i will fox and they
    can pretend i am mad —
    i will laugh because
    laughter is easier
    than arguing

    instead:
    i bark the night

    with finger roots digging
    flame through humus
    i ring too-green lawns
    come morning
    burning naked
    under cool leaf shadow

  • Campfire Sessions — 11aug26

    Campfire
    Photo by Ville Palmu on Unsplash

    I emerged from the bramble gate, crawling out on my hands and knees the soft loam giving way to my weight before springing back, erasing any sign of my passing. Thorns teased at my clothes, my skin while rending neither.

    Part of me wished the thorns had taken more liberties with both fabric and flesh.

    You survived, They said as I stood, brushing off decayed leaves and detritus from my palms and trousers. Excellent.

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  • casting runes — 10aug26

    dagaz
    i shadowwalk
    the barrows gloaming
    neither flint, nor flesh
    nor song, nor substance
    a wraith tethered between
    neither a living, nor a dying

    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.

  • tonight tonight

    scraping old bones white
    with gathered barrowflint;
    a toast on the graves to
    old friends gathered tonight

    they whisper, crisp as leaves
    and as thick as thieves
    bloodless, aimless, shambling:
    telling old tales of stones tonight

    there is little reason, These Days
    to wander out the wood
    old crow, he cousins for a waiting
    on the gathering snow tonight

  • casting runes — 09aug26

    pertho
    my bones all shadowcast—

i need not your shaman
i need not your drugs
i need not your third eye
i dream worlds without drum

    A poem prompted by a randomly selected Elder Futhark rune.

    Today’s rune is pertho, which has a disputed meaning and there is some indication that any proposed meanings might be based on a corrupted interpretation. The general consensus is that there is likely some relationship to ørlǫg (fate/destiny), luck/gambling or perhaps hidden knowledge.

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

  • casting runes — 07aug26

    wunjo
    you can find me
under ash & dream
áldu antlers all around
sleeping stone spoken—
dream harder, dream

    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.

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