©2021 Michael Raven
in bed
contemplating
freedom &
necessity
an owl
hoots in the
night

words | spirit
©2021 Michael Raven
in bed
contemplating
freedom &
necessity
an owl
hoots in the
night
©2021 Michael Raven
i kissed you in
the moonlight
your heart beating
as if to burst
against my naked chest
sand slipping between
©2021 Michael Raven
no one kneads these aching muscles rubbing out the tension years in the making whispering softly in an ear silly little sweetnesses warmed by burning oak in a fireplace single malt leather on breath with each kiss hot against my knotted neck
©2021 Michael Raven
burning chrome winter is the wind fetters shattered with a hoarfrost kiss cold metal my lips eddies and remembrances taken to the skies lifting hearts high beckon the wrist flick the snow upon the fells bramble those thorn winter on tongue tasted the snow queen in furs
©2021 Michael Raven
past selves culled razor-shave layers peeled back sloughing skins & chucked all to funeral pyres immolate until only core remains hammered into shape standing ready
Note: For the purposes of these runepoems, I randomly select three runes and consider the meanings of each rune as I interpret and understand them based on a number of different resources, which may or may not be in alignment with accepted interpretations. I am a rune enthusiast, not an expert or scholar. These “runecasts” are not intended to be treated as divinatory, although there are elements of personal alchemy and shamanic practice in the crafting of each poem.
©2021 Michael Raven
I might not have been saying much, but I am still thinking about my upcoming trip. I’m concerned that omicron will somehow make it a not-happening kind of thing. Or the upcoming arrival of a new kitten might somehow derail the plans (I’m not sure how it might disrupt the plans, but no one has ever accused me of being an optimist). Or any other number of issues that might come up between now and then.
One of the things I was trying to convince myself I might do is do a mini travel blog while I was on my “adventure”. I was thinking: I should post on Sceadugenga, and then I thought that most of the regular visitors probably aren’t going to want to see a bunch of that kind of material here. Add to it that there are different levels of what I’m willing to share with people who might actually be interested in what I’m thinking during my travels. I don’t want to split up the site and have the travel posted elsewhere, but I wonder if that might not be better.
I think the compromise I will be doing is a pages scheme similar to my Elder Futhark interpretation subpages. My thought is that I could post a page for each day, or more, with this kind of schema:
It may be that I only do the two forms of writing -> absolutely private and a public post. I don’t have an idea as to how interested anyone is in my more personalized thinking.
I had thought about using Instagram to host the photos, but I still can’t see the point of IG, especially when they make it difficult to embed, put into folders or manipulate the pictures at all aside from filters. And I can directly post images from my Google Photos account to WordPress instead of doing the upload/download game. I may reconsider that, but I was unimpressed with the Instagram methodology for handling those things. I know there are several of you who seem to like the platform, but the supposed benefits escape me.
But, yeah, I’m having thinks about the whole thing.
What would you prefer to see?
©2021 Michael Raven
dreams her ribbons
in colors dancing
flamenco on wind
twirling the ørlög twine
kohl eyes heavy
with desire
©2021 Michael Raven
the cycle repeats on the winds of wyrd: born into this born of this renewed rejuvenated patterns upon patterns souls upon souls songs upon songs -- we will live again
Note: For the purposes of these runepoems, I randomly select three runes and consider the meanings of each rune as I interpret and understand them based on a number of different resources, which may or may not be in alignment with accepted interpretations. I am a rune enthusiast, not an expert or scholar. These “runecasts” are not intended to be treated as divinatory, although there are elements of personal alchemy and shamanic practice in the crafting of each poem.
©2021 Michael Raven
hræfnwhit befleogan -- to the sky to the sky wings spread capture the sun & send your love your light to your lēof shine on shine on shine on
©2021 Michael Raven
draw you to the ocean as the car burns slow wings charcoal shine remembrance and thorn kissing in the moonlight strange days these locks and quay water flowing over a queen stand high on the southern side a troll under bridges north scrimshaw on western shores mountains to the east one eye blind waiting for the sun to set in the east
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