His Light shines – for trifecta
I hear your echoes in our empty rooms as dust swirl slowly in the silver moon the butcher’s hatchet sing of crimson dooms your soul has flown but still I […]
Category Archives: rhymes
My punctured heart – Sunday whirl
you pluck me ripe, my body’s yours invisible your finger’s grasp with routine used to settle scores and gutsy fists that make me gasp you gather lists to fill your […]
a pillar of society
he blames his carnal sins on women’s vice while nice he is to dogs and waiting wife as knives his gold will cut their soul in halves those paths the […]
Backyard bliss – for dVerse
Intentions for her summer’s bliss like backyard carcasses remain in mother’s garden something missed her faulting memory, my pain But still she save her garden tools it looks the same […]
Advice for an adventurer
You should never mock a sleeping dragon or steal the fireworks from wizard’s wagon cause you might be lured into adventures and confront you with the goblin’s dentures You should […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 