Traditional meaning: cattle, wealth
Meanings when upright:
Meanings when inverted:
Fehu can be useful for:
Anglo-Saxon rune poem:
Feoh byþ frofur fira gehwylcum;
sceal Ðeah manna gehwylc miclun hyt dælan
gif he wile for drihtne domes hleotan.
Wealth is a comfort to all men;
yet must every man bestow it freely,
if he wish to gain honour in the sight of the Lord.
Norwegian rune poem:
Fé vældr frænda róge;
føðesk ulfr í skóge.
Wealth is a source of discord among kinsmen;
the wolf lives in the forest.
A modern poem:
"You know exactly what kind of future I want,"
when anxiety did haunt
my skin, my ligaments, my every bone,
wondering when comes my time to return home.
Let the seals
be broken; let the truth
It's been a long time since I let myself feel
anything other than monotony, playing the marathon
runner in sight of the finish line,
the last of the homework
or typing 'til midnight.
This draconic blood I could never still,
but still I managed to amass myself a hill
of words not spoken, not written down,
enough to bury me or in them myself drown.
For, I must admit, I was planning
on being at least somewhat dead by now
with no need for verse or musical tone,
just coma's deep sleep 'til you come
and finally bring me home.
"You know what kind of future I desire,"
as I burn
on my own funeral pyre
over and over again every day,
impatient for egress together to Sablade.
All the writing guides I've ever read say
that it's kind of like learning to ride a bike.
You never really forget, but sometimes
you have to get off and go for a hike
dragging the damn thing alongside
you until the road is flat and smooth again.
And sometimes a friend
you a hand.
I turn my head to the sunsetting sky
bleeding purple and blue and discarded peach rinds.
Half-delirious, you're not far behind
as I hold up my hand to catch the waking breeze.
A head on my shoulder, a hand on my belt.
"Do you hear the leaves rustling? It's our wealth."