The girl from yonder yore
From edge of woods she came in trance a girl I’ve never seen before. On solstice day I asked to dance that girl from yonder yore. When twilight’s close to […]
Category Archives: ballad
In praise of a thieving magpie
He stole the cheese to free the birds the four and twenty waiting Thieving magpie makes their day see prisoners escaping. The king was snoring in his bed, his breakfast […]
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 […]
Carpe Diem Tan Renga – Celestine’s “ribbon of colours”
ribbon of colours streaks across the endless sky dance of the spirits (Celestine) greeted by the water-song of mating toads in spring […]
daffodils are singing – 55 words
thunderclouds caressed my brow on leaden feet I wandered ash-clouds plastered in my gaze obscuring all what’s yonder sunshine streams through canopies garden birds are singing daffodils – the perfumed […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 