The candlelight of those that left – for Friday Fictioneers
In the candlelight I see the souls that left crushed in water-grinder of the tsunami carried off into a merciless horizon In the candlelight i hear your gentle voice I […]
Category Archives: free verse
tribute to a bespectacled fortuna -for dVerse
always bullet-proof – that mandatory glass but it’s penetrated by malicious spam from that indigo-shadowed business when this electronic bound allegory rises in cyber attacks from vitiligo fatsos by exercising […]
I’m the one she still accepts – for dVerse
I’m the one she still accepts I’m the one that leaves a trail behind of my unwashed underwear, I’m the footsteps leading to our bed […]
written wisdom of my hardened heart
embedded in my hardened heart in folds of leather – memories stars have died and just a sickle moon cross my cheap synthetic velveteen a canvas of regrets – embroidered […]
a cup of coffee and some questions – dialogue poetry for dVerse
“There is a dress-code here” he says,looking at my designer-jeans,and handmade Italian shoes I look at his polyester suit,feeling sweat trickling down my back.I smile and realize – that I […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 