Stay bedded if it’s raining
Honey, spoil me rotten with your kisses soft as cotton. be my missus, honey. Let’s be wedded when it’s sunny. We’ll stay bedded if it’s raining, and embracing with the […]
Monthly Archives: November 2018
Finding the path
If you search for a place to lessen your burdens, a place like a wood, or the edge of a river, a place where your mind is relieved, you learn […]
Breakfast and November
In the twilight of November with moon a sickle sharp and bleeding, I saw your shadow passing, through our garden, dun. I waited, asked: “Do you still remember?”, and you […]
Darker than dreaming
I read today that this November has not been blessed with sunlight it’s been cloudy, darker than forever But still with you, at home, it’s bright it’s sunny in this […]
Miranda
The cruiser stopped on the bridge and police opened the door for a woman in her late forties. She had been brought as witness, but Detective Dave Drummond had a […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 