memories of air like glass
she’s carried lightly on the wings of dreams and floating tenderly on sky like glass above the verdancy of sprouting grass she’s swaying softly in the land of beams he’s […]
Author Archives: Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
written wisdom of my hardened heart
embedded in my hardened heart in folds of leather – memories stars have died and just a sickle moon cross my cheap synthetic velveteen a canvas of regrets – embroidered […]
Carpe Diem Haiku – Inspiration
mountain air a wandering old pilgrim found his words from the eagle’s cry and rustling canopies eulogies written in his smile silver dreams she wandered by herself singing to the […]
when blackthorn’s dressed in lace
when sooty wings obscure the sky as croaking rooks my blood is black when blotchy headlines tell the lies of shadows and unknown attack what once was growing hope is […]
Carpe Diem Haiku – Kerouac’s “girls come by shades”
Jack Kerouac wrote: Neons, Chinese restaurants coming on – Girls come by shades And my answer is the following American sentence As neon-lights comes on, the streetwalkers seek the shade […]
