we waxed and waned – for dVerse
so wicked and burned my candlestump we waxed and waned together your dancing flames of youthfullness has left me now forever this darkness and in loneliness in grey an dreary […]
Category Archives: poetry
Where poppies flew – For Friday Fictioneers
My days pass slowly under the shadow of a temple bell. That ominous bell tolling threnodies of losses, of sorrows I bear under a facade of stoic boredom. The poppies […]
Your persian rugs – for dVerse and Visdare
I’ve walked these passages before, the passages and corridors you’ve sent me to explore. My sanity I’ve found behind a door, that’s painted blue. The door you guided me to […]
Carpe Diem Haiku – Zenrakuji
on the temple yard covered in cherry bloom – an old tortoise Linked to Carpe Diem — February 17, 2014
Her gown of white – haibun for trifecta.
With every injection she hoped to meet her mother. Her sweet mother not yet lost to stepfather’s fists. In her drug-induced dreams she was running across orchards outside their trailer […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 