Could have been for father
If the colors doesn’t fit your suit or if you think that silk is way too cute, you may use it, tying mother to the stake or turn it to […]
Category Archives: poetry
Almost lost
We almost fell from grace that day we took the path, we always walked for granted, We almost lost our way that day we strayed and dared to call for […]
Starlit again
Only in the desert when the moon was new you noticed how savage the west wind blew how bright and how dearly the starlight shone before you lost tense of […]
Light my fire
Beloved, come cuddle me darling, come closer while dropping your norms I promise, you’ll own me. Come tickle me warm, come lick me and kiss me from gloomy to glowing, […]
Unwritten
Even now, on the quivering edge of winter solstice, the nights are not dark enough to shroud or obscure his mania of picking at scabs of every promise unkept. Even […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 