Jam-stuck
Took a jabat jamming a bitdown at the pubwith Martin and Steve,but got stuck in the jamto jabber instead.with instruments silentwe babbled ‘bout nothingyapping and ramblin’making plans for tomorrowto meet […]
Author Archives: Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
(Unnamed) Cherita
leaf-laden heavy canopiesshadow the sky we followour meandering footpathone final tryst Today we are trying our hands with the Cherita again at dVerse hosted By Merill. The cherita should tell […]
Summer’s sheen
In early spring we walked the woodsbefore in hope when life was goodwe saw the sky behind the leavesbefore the sun was not perceivedwhen shadowed deep the forests dozewe seek […]
More Gold than Silver
As days are getting shorter and summer has aged to a middle aged woman, nights are coming back and I will go to bed in darkness. I will be able […]
Of thunderstorm and tears
You mask penumbrain a voice — lacedwith bitter taste ofpending thunderstorms. I try to whisper words of greenand honeysuckle songsto sooth your mind as electric scents increasebloom and buildyou explode […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 