Gifts unwrapped
Unwrapped it was the cardboard of the box rather than its content burning that left me warmer than before. I tried to tie its ribbon tight again, but at present […]
Category Archives: free verse
To heliotrope
To heliotrope Sunshine glockenspiel wields incense of rose and sends, pretends, when from the eaves the winter leaves in rivulets. I’m let to turn and as I squint for hint […]
Compassion for what’s far away
Oh my children, why? are you complaining, falling, screaming when i need your help with Borrioboola-Gha, the venture for which our funds have dwindled. Oh my children now be silent […]
Spiders delivered through flames
My bones were once lighted with stars, and with God given ass; making love my fingers caressed your careless guitars. I foresaw what humanity sowed but I gave shit, injecting […]
Island of your words unsaid
On oily doldrums, in the silent sea an island lies. It’s filled with crosses and on craggy shores are rotting carcasses of moored intentions and the words unsaid are feeding […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 