Do you hear the dead man? – for dVerse
Do you ever hear behind you — empty echoes of the dead man’s careful gait? Do you ever hear his wheezing whimpering for faults of his, that you’ve copied faithfully? […]
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war of waiting – for dVerse
When cordite-green is stained by mud and blood hear — slipping — sound of boots that hug our soil; with faces cut in stone and ash, we wait for orders […]
Halloween again – listpoetry for dVerse
shrouded moonshine, dying bogs heavy footsteps, silent sigh grinning pumpkins, freezing fog rotting woodsheds, burning eyes rattling claws on windowpanes bloodstained napkins, dirty deeds echoes from the one-way lane screaming […]
an antidote gainst anecdotes – for dVerse
When anecdotal evidence replace a minimum pretence of sense; when antidotes for being led astray into a gut reaction of revenge are censored, hijacked by the industry of making news.com […]
Serpent and lion — Pleiades for dVerse
Serpent summer sweetness lingers sinfully like honeyed strawberries as serpent’s slithered constellation softly in deceitful lies sings temptations as space is cold and empty Leo like royal feline roars luxuriously […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 