Smiling Shrew
with pewter clouds entangled in my brow in ash and molten lead – I have no clue tell me how? tell me how? the sunbeams melting just for you as […]
Daily Archives: August 17, 2014
with you
The rites of you, my demimonde is like a shining candle for my gray asylum walls there are oranges in your voice and in your gait the lure of Africa […]
Carpe Diem Haiku – Inner Self (Solitude)
“Solitude is a silent storm that breaks down all our dead branches; Yet it sends our living roots deeper into the living heart of the living earth” in solitude – […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 