Love is rage and red
Romeo: Is love a tender thing? it is too rough, Too rude, too boisterous, and it pricks like thorn. from Romeo and Juliet by William Shakespeare Love is rage and […]
Category Archives: free verse
I love this sound of rain
Falling in the reign of rain in fall I’m reined by words by wine and cheese, by you inside as ember crackle, some smooth jazz playing. Falling in the reign […]
An albatross
Freedom is a choice — it’s either buoy or burden, a gift to give or loot to take. Freedom is an albatross you either follow to lead you shorebound or […]
Circular evidence
To live with sorrow, loss to be be betrayed walk on glass. He was dirt-poor born and fell in love To live with sorrow, loss to be be betrayed walk […]
A fickle thing
Rapture is to necklace syllables to sentences, to poetry heretic cherubism; to smile with beasts, to testament a book of words. But rapture is alas a fickle thing the end […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 