The candles in our house of tea – ghazal for dVerse
you softly touch the little scar between my eyes with your warm lips, slightly moist from Oolong tea like feathers wet from spring rain on that young dove we almost […]
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Advent wonderland
the feline leer a snarl so far from advent happiness and joy of Cheshire cats they mock us like a mad hatter of injustice I see them begging on the […]
On shores of Susquehanna
on shores of Susquehanna in-under harvest moon her raven tresses shining blue the night that ends too soon on banks of Susquehanna they stumble into dawn her raven hair indulging […]
when colours gone – roundel for dVerse
when colours gone to shades of greymy brimstone heart is devil’s pawnI should have walked the narrow waywhen colours gone when noose is tight, it pulls me downthe sinner’s highest […]
Weak intentions – for dVerse
your shining looks, a leer at me as my ambitions crumble you should give wings to exercise but my intentions dwindle it’s much too cold, it’s way too wet November’s […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 