Summer thunderstorm
Remember summer days with thunderstorms Inside and counting time from light to bang It shiver is, as one, be safe and not And holding hands we wait for gale to […]
Author Archives: Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
Execution of the king
A yarling in the gloaming wood The dying cry of man in pain In twilight hark the scary drums A signal for the end of reign — The terror of […]
Deasil spin and axis tilt (a sonnet)
I see a reborn nature every year and every time I wonder and amaze Of light’s return and quench the hidden fear That darkness stays and hide the sunshine rays […]
Thirteen
Thirteen A sonnet on #liblit twitter word-game A meeting, thirteenth room and feeling vague No comfort on the thirteenth floor it is The thirteenth room gives awful mindset plague The thirteenth […]
The Game
The Game A collaborative Twitter poem by @jdubqca @afcoory @MyVogonPoetry @vivchook @Brudberg and @Permabloom This mystery will not go unsolved, will not destroy what has yet to be born. With […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 