The visitor
My second entry in 100 word challenge for grownups. The prompt is … It can’t be that time…. Given we are getting close to Halloween, I have decided to use […]
Author Archives: Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
Heavy beat
Expectations for her night was high I see her dance in corner all alone Her beauty is distorted by the wine But still she dance to find a man ~ […]
Haiku Height – shroud
under cloudy shroud escaping rays reflected silver in the waves ~~ silver in the waves can never be converted shrouded wealth below ~~ shrouded wealth below remains a summer secret […]
The end of the affair – 100 Word Story – Friday Fictioneers
This picture from Jan Morrill is the prompt for my first entry in Friday Fictioners. Stories can be poetry too, so I decided to write it in iambic hexameter. Hope […]
Withered leaf – alliterative verse
Wintry wind, left withered leaf Met this morning, maple color Ruefully reminded, recalling chills So sorry summer, solace left me — A little experiment in writing alliterative verse. It should […]
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