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will you show dark wings? in the summer's warm night unfolding in moonlight shoulders naked and wan ivory against ebon skies will you kiss me tonight? chill skin in the breeze i will warm with my breath lost in you shadows lost in your depths will your dark wings glisten opal in the moonlight will you, would you kiss me tonight?
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tracing my fingers
over your curves in
candlelight & afterglow
giving myself to you
as you give yourself to me
luxuriating
between sighs &
softly whispered oaths
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.
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paint me staves
mark me down with
spellcast writ
cover me in letters
cover me in rhyme
paint me in colors
etch me etch me yours
Nice epic-fantasy-style poem that evokes Tolkienesque imagery by Strider’s Table. Plus, he has awesome-looking recipes that one day I should try. Eventually. When I don’t have fussy eaters at home like I do now.
[image description: Forest in Kuopio, Finland. Okko Pyykkö, CC BY 2.0 https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0, via Wikimedia Commons. ] When elves awoke in days of eldThe world was wrapped in twilightAnd first of all their eyes beheldThe beauty of the starlight For they had risen long beforeBoth moon and sun, and walked aloneAnd heard upon the shimmering shoreThe […]
Beneath the Voiceless Trees — Strider’s Table
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For today’s rune-inspired poem, I was asked in the comments from yesterday’s poem by Harshi to include a rune of their choosing in my random selection of runes meant to inspire today’s poem. They randomly chose tiwaz (ᛏ) as their rune and I drew from lots the other two.
ørlǫg is sometimes too set to break & wyrd already writ as a result cycles upon cycles lead to unions & bonds some trials lead to wyrd's eventual rewards
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 dreamt i saw you on a jet heading west your hair in braids and runes written on your chest dark eyes wild as you kissed me there in the seat everyone looking elsewhere lips like honey mead on a cold winter night don't bother with duluth, i said as the plane taxis away you laughed with head thrown back and intoxicated me with another kiss
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i am a window
with winter air
boring through me
leaving frost-kissed
the dirty dishes in
the dirty sink
©2021 Michael Raven
EDIT: I just realized that I was so tired that I forgot to do the proper chorus from the original version. Silly Rabbit… The song will definitely change now that I realize this error. Leaving the post up anyway just to show how stupid I can get at times.
Here is a rework of a song originally written around 1985, last recorded live in 1987. This is a work in progress and is incomplete. There are no vocals. Current arrangement is mine and does not entirely respect the 1987 recording. This song was actually (I am pretty certain) my first complete song written entirely by me while I was trying to first teach myself how to play bass guitar. There were other lyrical efforts and other “arrangements” before I knew how to play anything and thought I might be a singer.
I had nothing going on tonight and it’s been on my mind to play around with some of the old Shadowspawn songs (and not just those, but a few other older songs as well) for quite some time now to see what I might do with them. I couldn’t tell you for certain what the guitarist did — he did a lot of noodling on most of our songs, so it’s hard to say what he was thinking. So the guitars only passingly resemble what was in that 1987 recording. What you hear in this draft reworking may not be the final version, as I am just playing around still. Here is what you hear and where it might go… All instruments are sequenced by me.
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overwrought dramas staged by each of my three daughters is driving me more than slightly mad
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a single lamppost in the snow-filled forest calls to me from 'twixt heavy furs drawing me away
sceadugenga 
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