Some days – vissa dagar
vissa dagar är luften tunn – dess knivskarpa klarhet drar mig mot ljuset där jag blinkande likt en nyss uppdragen harr förlorar min kraft hjälplöst glider mina ord som okynniga […]
Category Archives: free verse
My unwritten manuscripts – Sunday Whirl
I looked straight into those limitless eyes falling soundlessly bending to her ways but as the dusty lane through the grain-field ends she parts – smilingly walking east I walk […]
Breath of turpentine
as pine-trees whisper to the breeze I close my eyes to hear your voice I close my eyes and feel your touch and in their breath of turpentine my life’s […]
Sometimes I’m awake at night
sometimes – from the polluted pond I still hear a skeletal concerto keeping me awake with its deadly silence and a smell of ash sometimes – beneath the rainbow surface […]
Questions
questions – curiosity fertilizes relationships yet I bury secrets — Even shorter poetry for Brian at dVerse
Björn Rudbergs writings 