Forging a future
“Hope” is the thing with feathers –That perches in the soul – Emily Dickinson Feathered we flyfor the sun kissing the sunflower fieldsfor years of the future soothing the woundsfor […]
Monthly Archives: April 2022
Life is a lie
You babble about hope, forgiveness and peace when bodies are piled in ditches, I hear you but have to digress;I cannot listen but talk what you please.Of future spring and […]
Broken by dawn
From duvet-warmth entangled,boisterous dawn entersto tickle our toes;pulling the bed-sheets, spillingheartless daylight,harsher than snowfall in Aprilon our middle-aged bodies;exposing pale flesh,wrinkled and sadexposing the smudges and stainsthe night had graciously […]
Fear itself
Fear the sirens calling you at 3 AMfear a crowded subway stationfear the darkness of the copse beyond your gardenfear both truth and liesfear the roar of diesel enginesfear the […]
Winter’s end
We season springwith silence,cease to speak;and sit to sip our tea;we listen to the eagershift of wingsfrom a wren awakenedto the scent of last year’sleaves consumedby greedy earthworms;we sit and […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 