Once in a city
Once,before we left for a housewe livedand we thrivedin an attic-apartmentwith a viewof roofs and rooms down belowwe could see skymore than the streets,we were used to the voiceof the […]
Category Archives: poetry
On the edge of winter, once again lonely —
We bonded over walking, wide and faras the wild, wild wind tore me gentlyI, startled shuddered, worms, and worries;a hand raised skywards, the cairn adorned the summitand mirrored me from […]
Wolverine Tracks in the Snow
Wrapped in the dusk, through depths of the snowMy poem is a wolverine searching for preyIt follows scents of blood feeding its growth.Swiftly fluid, poem and shadow mutually grey, My […]
The last dance (too soon)
Inhaled persuasive patternsof delightful dreamsto fill the fault lines in a failing worldwe believed the best. pretended and forgot,only to wake up (too late) to realise:this decline could not be […]
First day
Waking up with the memory of fireworks, my thoughts go to the troubled year stretching before us. So many days when matters may turn from bad to worse, so many […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 