I have been working with Runes since 1984 and as a result was inspired to write my own Rune Poem. I suggest that everyone who works with the Runes should consider writing his or her own Rune Poem. As modern-day Rune Masters we have a responsibility to the modern-day Asatru Community to contribute to the collection of lore. What lore and myths that have been passed to us today was inspired by ancient Rune Masters. We must continue this tradition of adding to the great library of Asatru lore.
Fehu, Rune of wealth, necessity to live,
a comfort when owned, freely you should give.
For your generosity and how you use your wealth,
will determine your place in the realm of death.
Uruz is fearless, an unstoppable bull,
power primeval, the man-force in us all.
Courageous and brave, the Rune is a vital force,
aurochs, the fierce beast, you should tame at all cost.
A force unbridle, chaotic, destruction,
thunder and lightning, quake, shake, flood, eruption.
Mighty Thurisaz, thunderer with hammer,
can master this force, and restore for us, order.
In Asgard he lives, Ansuz, the all-father,
the master of Runes, his one eye can see the future.
He rides the wild wind, collector of the dead,
his wisdom boundless, he sacrificed to himself, instead.
Raidho is the Rune, you ride this road to enlightenment.
Drive the horse forward, seek wisdom and contentment.
No quest comes easy, all growth is hard to take,
complete the journey, the chains of ignorance you break.
The torch of Kenaz, lights up the world anew,
direct the power outward, across the cosmic brew.
From inner self springs, new life reborn in light,
the Folk Soul burns bright, it drives away the night.
Opposites attract, in Gebo’s love unite,
exchanged gifts contract, man and woman delight.
Wedding does produce, in new generations,
the Folk grows anew, in continuations.
Wunjo Rune of joy, well-being to us all,
hope springs eternal, harmony in the hall.
It is a blessing, to all our blood kingdom,
but without wisdom, pleasure leads to doom.
From ice’s eternal floes, and Musspell’s flames burn,
did opposites join, and Hagalaz was born.
Slain by three in one, to replace chaos with order,
the world pillar was formed, the steed of the all-father.
The need to evolve, is the Rune Nauthiz,
the need to procreate, is our manifest destiny.
Past, present, future, the Norns know your lot,
use your destiny, strive against it not.
Isa is inert, of contraction and slice,
rime from Niflheim, unmoving is the ice.
Rune of the ego, the stillness of the tomb,
power to control, over death and doom.
Frey claims this Rune, solar cycle is he,
creativity, Jera is eternal harmony.
This rune turns the year, birth, growth, death, rebirth,
to sow the seed, rise again it will from the earth.
Yggdrasil is Eihwaz, the steed that Odin rides,
to gain the knowledge, on this Rune Odin dies.
The axis it is, the realms of dusk, day and dawn,
its life-giving force, through it Odin is reborn.
Perthro is the Rune, the well of the Wyrd,
past, present and future, the three Norns dwell here.
By this force is woven, everyone’s beginning and end,
lots cast from this cup, both Gods and men must bend.
Rune of protection, the tune of rebirth,
ascend to Asgard, from Middle-Earth.
Life-giving force, that you must earn,
to call back the Gods upon Balder’s return.
Will to power, Balder is the light,
Rune of victory, Sowilo is his might.
Turning of the wheel, the symbol of the sun,
giver of life, death is undone.
Pillar of the cosmos, points to the North Star,
Tiwaz, Rune of Tyr, god of law, and war.
Tamer of Fenrir, self-sacrifice for all,
the symbol of success, Rune of Irminsul.
Mother of all things, Rune of the great mother,
both Freyja and Friggs, Nerthus, the earth mother.
Rebirth in Berkano, sign of mysteries,
she gives life to us all, mother of destinies.
Ehwaz is the Rune, to expand your power and grace,
to nine worlds in the tree, on Sleipnir you’ll race.
Twin gods together, trust and loyalty,
harmoniously, with sensuality.
Mannaz, Rune of Rig, shaper of the gene pool,
Heimdall is the god, maker of genius and fool.
Mortal and immortal, in blood we are one,
through its sacred power, we rise to the sun.
Laguz is the Rune, the power of the Vril,
Giver of new life, help to grow, it will.
From its deep waters, organic life will spring.
The Rune of baptism, into the fold it brings.
The Rune of God Ing, Ingwaz, Nerthus’ mate,
father of the Vanir, a force to regenerate.
Gestation needed to grow, secrets of sex magic,
potential growth, the power of the phallic.
The Rune of Dagaz, a divine enchantment,
when opposites unite, a mystical moment.
A gift from Odin, divine inspirations,
day dawns in east, spiritual recreations.
Othala the Rune of the Folk, integrated homeland,
kin and kindred come first, in the closure of the clan.
The Rune imprints, in our genetic codes,
it speaks across time, in blood eternal odes!