Exercise your rights
“Okey-dokey we’re ready Mr Bender.” “You took your time, where’s the button and the codes?” “The button?” “For launching ´em of course, those darn McClures keep trespassing my property, not […]
Author Archives: Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
Dance me open
Dance me open twist your bubble ’round our shimmered grins, spill me spells. Breeze me roses, green perfume of leaves untouched. Bring with lull of ocean journeys undulations melted, skip […]
Brave against fear
Break its defense, be brave against fear though what’s dear become goosebumps in fog and gnawing of bones though fingers are clawing to open the noose constricting you breath though […]
A perfect halibut
Before they built success with steel, concrete and glass for cruise ships passing, this was a place for drying cod, for diesel fumes, from hands and rope-burned fingers grabbing beer […]
Ode to the pen
O pen, my voice to open worlds with these poetic links I carve with ink. O pen, my sword to fence, defend, make sense in opening the doors. O pen, […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 