Full Fathom Five
In summer solstice,darling, dance;let me be canvas;finger-paint my skin and mess me;in the vibrant huesof dusk; let colors swirl; anointmy chest in bloom;breatheand smudge your signature with dawn;so forever after— […]
Category Archives: poetry
Map of labyrinth
Tomorrow’s dawn is yet another doorto a future room where todayhas dimmed to yet another placeof past, where at dusk beforeyou went to sleep you tried (in vain)deciding on which […]
Staying stagnant
as the river slowsin bogs it rots while being crushedcascading it thrives to gems like it is for us, the greatest riskis stayingstagnant stinky never movingstill believing that it’s better […]
At three AM again
Awake at three AM again;again awake at three AMas dusk has met with dawn again;my dreams again where grim; again my body aches;my bloodstream boilsand bound again my breath is […]
Last Apple
The time is rightfor blossom now in June but here I’m leftto cup my handaround your wrinkledcurvatureto sense the substance of the seasonspassingin your sustenance. I listen for the bumblebeepollinating […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 