I am of sea
a breaker moored
another coming,
an end and new beginnings.
I am soil of death and birth,
the giggle of a toddler
in a cemetery.
I am palimpsest and vellum
I am your chance to make
the same mistakes again,
I am of sea
another sheet of paper
another road diverging
another year begun.
Happy New Year
Stormy Sea (The Wave) by Gustave Courbet
January 1 2018.
Björn Rudbergs writings 
Such good sensory descriptions in this. I can smell the sea near which much of my life has played out. Now, (soon) I am of the desert. I love the extremes of nature, I suppose.
Lovely! I love the sea and like to go there, but really – as is fitting – I am of river. And of hills and mountains.
But I love too how you are not only of sea, or even soil, but also of palimpsest and vellum. The poet self … or the aged librarian?
Haunting and mesmerising. Love the flow.
I likes the allusion to the old and the new.
And make them again I indubitably will! lol
Love this especially; “I am your chance to make the same mistake again.” Beautifully penned. Happy New Year, Bjorn! 🌠🎇
Happy New Year, Bjorn. Another year begun indeed. May it be full of poetry. You and Grace did a phenomenal job on the anthology. It is brilliant, looks wonderful, and I am taking it to writers’ group with me this week to show it off. I know how much work you put into it. Well done.
I’m so glad you liked the copy… we enjoyed doing it, and I actually found it better in the end than I ever hoped… so great to have the great set of bartenders helping out.
Not so sure of the Happy in this!! Great write, Björn
We are afloat in all we are, aren’t and can be. It seems we must wait and see the “me” we’ll become in the new year.
I am your chance to make
the same mistakes again,…. gosh, that is haunting. Great write Bjorn..happy new year!
Happy New Year to you, Bjorn. I loved the reading.
A fine New Year’s poem, Bjorn, fully aware that what is and what isn’t to come is on writ on the next blank sheet of paper.
Something almost baptismal about this. Washing over our ‘mistakes’ again and again. Great stuff Bjorn.
I don’t often say this, but I so wish I had written the second stanza–a world within a world within worlds of images, experiences, and thoughts.
This is pretty kick-ass — especially the mid-section.