Sisters
Silver starlit stings tonightseven sisters rise to greetskies of fall, escaping rain;softly humming lullabies,see them revel, dancingsultry sirens stir, but wheresulks she, their lost Merope? Today we are writing about […]
Author Archives: Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
Sunset working from home
At home today, Monday, three o’clock and I go for tea. Only a few steps from my desk to the kettle: another habit; a short break, a brief relapse. But […]
Jisei (sunset)
by the precipice –basking in the setting sunlone forget-me-notsmulling over cloudscapessailing onwards and away Today we write Jisei (death-poems) at dVerse with Frank. It was a long time since I […]
Night life
At night awake, at sleep I dive and drown in the neon sheen and shadows left as ember greenas shadows in dilated pupils;those lying eyeswhere once I saw the mirth of two while they saw […]
A proposal
Is it passable, my love, though I’m pretty shyfor me inquiring, and pry into the merest possibility of maybe you accepting these, my candid complimentson how pleasingyour appearance is to me,andmaybelater considering to share your life with me? […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 