Best Runes Poems

HEALING RUNES
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Of all the stones that are stately mesmerizing
None can heal like my combined, energized hues
How through my iridescent rock I work wonders abating
Stress and strife clear muddy clouds of hardened blues,
Take my carnelian streaks, they are life’s reverberations…
Opening a shut and confused heart,
Nestle me...

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"Runes"




All galaxies abandoned
within you dimensions
ancient and unfathomable
creating new raptures
borne through fire 
a desire to be closer
to gramayre glamours
gedwëy ignasia 
right handed
fiercely cast

here there is no element of water
though we flow like electricity
the mother and the daughter

All galaxies abandoned
within you dimensions
ancient and unfathomable
creating new raptures
borne through...

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Face down in the mud, he paused before he rose
'Women pay a fortune and I'm covered to my toes'
Back among the runners, he tried again to jump
Over the high barriers, but he really got the hump

When soon for the third time he took a mighty...

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you ...

were there, of-a-sudden ...
standing beside me
after nearly three tens of years -
right beside me
like no time had passed
as if broken hearts, new lovers and
children, and a river's tears had
not flowed downstream ...
as if those fading cares and
choleric words had never poisoned
the air between us...

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Autumn is now and soon winter clothes we will ware

For now forest sings symphony of color and wind murmurs in hair

But in this chestnut hail of fall I remember time where spring was in the air

And it is it I wish to share



When rain sweeping...

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You have to give before you receive .
If you don’t ,then you’ll be deceived 
Please know what is in your head
If you don’t ,you are dead .
Runic spirits ,old
They are mighty.
They are bold.
Wisdom.
Runes...

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I did write poems on each  Rune.
The Frissian  futhorc I assume,
Each new rune lesson learnt- a boon.

Art and poems I showed to kin. 
Kin stated poems and art a win,
Rune poems writ came from within.

Ink drawings for each rune, I start.
Each drawing did...

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Take you no bread nor wine.
Craving will die in time.
For those who endure rime
will know a joy sublime.

Hanging from windswept tree,
know yourself, know your deeds.
Drooping now over scree,
suffer in bitter glee.

Many days without cup.
Many nights without sup.
Riddles and truths unstuck.
Screaming still, take them up.

Cut down...

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