Sea-dirge
The sea lays sullen — singing softly of seven deaths and one. A surface stretched horizonless from water-salt to the somber sky, a piercing pewtered prayer for the brightness of […]
Category Archives: dVerse
Minor jerk
I wasn’t welcome ogling never asked but still my hands snaked to places of tantalizing softness in unsolicited groping and as we danced I pressed my leg between her thighs […]
Cloudscape
You are the wind-kiss, my goosebumps the stirrer of silver; moon-spilled in water. You are the surf-sound, the sand, and the sage-scent at dusk You are the river and grass, […]
Facing apocalypse
Be spirited, be spry and plan for leaders shunning shame for sycophants and swindlers and for freely giving up your liberty. Be brave and brace yourself for war between our […]
Forbidden fruit
Smooth against my lips, her blushing skin is tempting me with vows of sweetness; Her scent invites me with a pledge to dare to let me dip my cravings deeper […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 