blowflies – a sonnet
In summer sweetness of the fountain’s song she slowly pulls the petals from a tender rose reliving basement fists that’s pounding strong when youthful poems turned to trembling prose In […]
Author Archives: Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
your solstice’s urgent need
In summer solstice nights are short at dusk it’s almost dawn we’re dancing barefoot in the woods and almost never yawn but soon in August comes the moon when goods […]
The psittacism of petrichor – triolet
In psittacism of falling rain this frozen solstice petrichor of rainclouds waltzing quite deranged in psittacism of falling rain vacations that were well arranged now crumble into mundane chore In […]
Carpe Diem Haiku – Creek
shadowed under verdant canopies sluggish creek Linked to Carpe Diem June 18, 2014
what’s whispered from the withered walls – sonnet
hear wisdom whispered from the withered walls the listless lies to lustfulness that’s lost your hellish hallows from those hateful doves infected – nesting similar to ghosts one day I […]
