Contemplating the void
You left me early that morning in October, leaving only your warmness behind. I overslept, woke with a jolt, wondering where in the shadows you’re freezing. I made myself coffee, […]
Category Archives: poetry
Mrs and Mr McFinn
One day, Mrs Mabel McFinn draped her shoulders in shadows and left her husband Fergus McFinn to deal with his cobwebs and leftover stew. Mrs Mabel McFinn fled with a […]
Dark roses
October tiptoed so gently, coming with fall kissing the apples to red, singeing the leaves with scarlet and brown; in yellow she rose me from sleep with foggy fingers poking […]
Beauty of Rust
The beauty of rust is not in its color and not in the the view of the horizon left free and unharmed. The beauty of rust is not in its […]
Crossroads
What if I treated every moment as a crossroad to another’s life? Do I really know the pots of gold I’ve missed when I’ve kept walking straight ahead? What if, […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 