Plumage of words
Words are sometimes pillowed, of eiderdown, uttered softly lulla- bying for an almost drowning. At other times they billow, soar on feathered wings, brave you into boldness asking for a […]
Category Archives: dVerse
Downstream
It’s not abrupt, but more like flowing downstream on a river; changes in the way you look too deep into your mirrored eyes. Like leaves you waited for in spring, […]
There is something rotten in the state of denmark
Prince Hamlet of Denmark once asked of being or not in what passed, but, when the rot in the kingdom was found Hamlet had died and Ophelia drowned. A third […]
Ruby and Silvio
When Ruby met Berlusconi he claimed her ID wasn’t a phony, but the fact still remains: she was minor off limits for Silvio’s wrinkly old wiener. A second Clerihaw, for […]
Volunteers?
From Moscow said president Putin that in Ukraine the soldiers are mutants and those rebels from Russia have never been sent they are just volunteers from Tashkent. Today Gayle want […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 