Library – time
The windows of the librarycan only be reachedby climbing a ladderhidden under lock and key;so as the books unopenedthe worlds (words)within will only knowabout each otherthrough a visitor bringingthe evening […]
Category Archives: poetry
High Noon
Sharpshooter Shawnentered at noonsurrounded by silenceadvanced to the barhe slapped his handon the counterfor a shot-glass of rye. While tipping his ten gallonhe pointed at May-Louwho sashayed with a smileinto […]
Metamorphed
Poem,I, gently growskey-stroke by key-stroketransformed from letters,wordsto sentences to senseno longer inked on papera codeis still a storyonly whenI’m read by youand in your mindyou fill the voidswith colors, scents. […]
March Madness
To the sound of tom-cats the moon unveils her pockmarked face. I walk across the frozen grass knowing that the snow drops droop to the weight of frost. The forecast […]
Moonmind
Moving myselfwaltzing to melodiesmoonmindedmindlessly mesmerisedlunaticked wolflikehowling the huesof silver on cobalttransfixedin her gazeI am tethered to sequinsher luster, her sheenmy madam forevermy midnight, my moon. Today Mish hosts dVerse Open […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 