©2021 Michael Raven
old bonds, old ways blackwing, my clan blackfeather, my name drawing the water drinking in the air filling me, my fylgja cast off the dross & hammer me into shape
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.
modifiers: algiz (h) & kenaz (o)