©2021 Michael Raven
bloodblack bootjack splatter spatter drip eagle of the silvershine wolf of stoneshard howling howling crescent the moon song quivers in blood
crescent blood/
Month: October 2021
rune pairs: gebo | ehwaz
©2021 Michael Raven
i draw the blade make the cut make myself a gift of sacrifice though there is doubt of my waking dream trust this is for the best
gebo: gifts, exchange, sexual/mystical union, oaths, equilibrium, sacrifice, divine vision
ehwaz: sexual energy, trust, teamwork, symbiotic relationships, complement, harmony
Note: There is no divinatory question being considered, but merely an investigation into the relationships the runes might suggest as they come together. For these exercises, I am not considering the murkstave implications from the drawing, but focusing exclusively on the core concepts. At a later date I may consider the implications presented by a reversed rune — possibly when I start casting the runes in a more traditional way — but I am more intent on learning the primary meanings and making connections via wyrd at this time.
bone-fire night/
©2021 Michael Raven
slip the veil cut slenderthin through goblin barrow loam milk on the threshold bread on the sill changeling cries dank in crib shadow of the moon rattlebones rattlesbones toss them down the stairs gather children in bone-fires light 'fore shadow's fingers snare
dancing on the web/
©2021 Michael Raven
consulting the bones in my winter home etching out night turned green we smile and nod and pretend to be other than the same ol' thing tap out ash pipes question the web tangle tease the ghosts tonight tangle the tease of needs i twist the threads taut press fingers though spaces unseen spirit sings through fingertips spirit flows through me slip me on danse danse danse me in the moonlight i winter bones you see
winter lights/
©2021 Michael Raven
waiting for the skies to turn green and the snowscaped kiss lips on the tortoise shell nights in winter chill cold winds flow tonight, i am eskimo stone ice tombstones stone ice river floe like diamonds for hands glittershine on -- hunt with me these hollow bone scree scrimshaw me my winter bones etched we wrapped in starcast night you shook your head at me never... never... never seem cold wind blows through my head, driven like snow feather light wight scrimshaw knifed on aging clippers run aground turquoise eyes and granite hue stars all showerfall from your dream dance on my naked flesh
Finding the unknowing
©2021 Michael Raven
I’m at one of those places (again) where I wish I was untethered so I could walk the nomad path and learn the ways of the wandering folk of the world.
Nothing romantic like the vagabond on the rails or the Romany caravan, but finding one of the few nomadic tribes in the arctic regions of the world, earning their trust and learning their ways — leaving the world as I know it behind. Learn what people like the Sami have to teach, arriving as an empty vessel, waiting to be filled to overflowing with a different way of life, unbound by the bondage that modern conveniences bring.
I would toss my smartphone into the ocean, lose electric bondage, overcome my distaste for dressing a kill. Hunt, gather, move together, learn the rhythms of the natural world and leave the rest behind like shedding a dry reptilian skin, sloughing the diseased mind of the “civilized” world behind and walking naked into the night.
Endlessly craving washed away with the brine of needling snow and day-weary bones of a town on the move. I crave to erase this empty space where the wind howls in my heart, that calling for something unfound.
I want to follow the trail of the dream, one step after another, through the tundra desert flowing before me.
rune pairs: mannaz | inguz
©2021 Michael Raven
bloodless,
the time has come
to withdraw
to the center
draw forth, prepare
for the wyrding days
to come
mannaz: self-actualization, mind and memory, opening the eye, humankind, divine influence
inguz: male energies, self care, creative energy, storage and building of energy, inner child, gestation
Note: There is no divinatory question being considered, but merely an investigation into the relationships the runes might suggest as they come together. For these exercises, I am not considering the murkstave implications from the drawing, but focusing exclusively on the core concepts. At a later date I may consider the implications presented by a reversed rune — possibly when I start casting the runes in a more traditional way — but I am more intent on learning the primary meanings and making connections via wyrd at this time.
emmalene screaming/
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self-inflicted wounds ripped from my sleeve bandaged in barbed wire kisses i am alacard screaming for my never dreaming screaming for my emmalene never hurt touching never hate loving never reach wanting in this uncaring house of mirrors that traps me underground with two twisted smiles slipshifting out of phase while the dark days eighty days of night chill my hand clutched chest no no no no [shriek] no
There’s nothing like discovering…
©2021 Michael Raven
…That an article you wrote and proposed for the company quarterly newsletter was approved and published — because the newsletter in question appears in your USPS mailbox.
Not because anyone thought to mention it to you…
I suppose I should have expected that would be the way everything went. Why would anyone thing to tell me about it making the grade? I might get uppity if I found out.
I suppose I should celebrate, but the achievement tastes like ashes across my tongue.
I’m needing more and more take that journey I have been talking about…
wasting away/
©2021 Michael Raven
i am the ephemera of
hoarfrost in the rising
sun, that shadow receding
sceadugenga 
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