Hush
Hush you, bell-voiced babe, don’t cry tonight; the tart-taste of the winter’s dust-tongued gales cannot claw your tear-culled heart from nightwish of my scythe-eyed charm. Hush you, silk-boughed girl don’t […]
Monthly Archives: April 2019
Mountain silence
To wake up to winter silence in a mountain cabin means yet a day of plans fulfilled. The whistle of wind in the chimney would have meant a day of […]
Source of tears
The river’s born from restless rain, it grows and gathers strength a source of tears that’s infinite The river giggles over rocks to rest, embraced by bogs in mountains where […]
Being played a prank
I never cared much for pranks on April fool’s day, but I do remember years ago when I first became a manager at work I had the privilege of being […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 