lithic

hands painted red
i held you in
starlight stained
willow willow
went night filled
fields with a brook
to babble on

i will follow

legs cut flint & bramble
i will follow, i will go
breath of the wind & soul
i will follow, i will go

climb the hillock broke
i will follow, i will go
scratching stone to bone
i will follow, i will go

painted in sun & song
i will follow
i will go

three runes: ᚺ ᛈ ᛏ

firewalking ice
reaching underground
to strip flesh from bone

standing snow crow
holds a secret
in one foot
spear in the other

bitter winds on the fell

symbolisms
ᚺ hagalaz
ᛈ pertho
ᛏ tiwaz

compulsions

fingers gripping
fjeld scrub grey
crawling away from
hooks and binds
trying to drag me
back to zombie

wasted

sad movie
heavy heart
a lifetime
thrown away

Playing Sherlock

I’ve been doing some research after seeing an interesting pattern develop in my occasional forays into my DNA makeup at 23andMe. It’s taken me a bit to put enough stock into what I was seeing to really dig in, but I happened to get one of those regular emails from the service that tells me “X number of new relatives” have been added to the service in the past 30 days.

I decided to meander over to the map section and was reminded that their new prediction model release last July jiggered things around a bit with some interesting results.

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three runes: ᛗ ᚦ ᚾ

to see through new eyes
putting spark to flame

that: cousin to the moon
that: kindling in a forest
buried in snow

heart sister's voice
piercing the wave
and a sea of bone

symbolisms
ᛗ mannaz
ᚦ thurisaz
ᚾ nauthiz

cold

frost growing
from my nostrils--
how awkward

midsummer’s sun

under midsummer's sun
do you recall
the warmth falling
across your face?

winds painted
blood fingerprints
grey stone

patterns scratched

patterns scratched
across my bone
runes & other lost
you held my hand

i still held sunlight
piercing thick clouds
warm on skin as it
all begins with ropes
& wrists at the edge
of the world, sea
crashing below, your
eyes painted kohl
bone between &
sharp colors dancing

no snow & sieidi
first flowers for our hair
the low songs sung

hand held & shadows
mirroring patterns
scratched across bone