Dancing late at night
Darling come and lead me to your music, swirl me upwards, onwards twist me deeper into lunacy, into darkness of de- light. Darling dance me dizzy-dazed let’s praise the many […]
Category Archives: Quadrille
Underneath a helpless sky
Raise me with laughter of April daffodil-bells; lead me waist-deep in that perfume of sunshine-symphonies, turn me sapling-wild and kiss me savage on the opened soil of spring; where we […]
Trolling the trolls
The twitter trolls implode from facts, but grow in darkness and in dearth of tact without attention they will soon deflate, and melt like butter if you lack their hate. […]
An unexpected encounter
Walking deeper into unknown woods; she sat to rest. where trees stood sentinels of secrets kept that trolls knew best; “Is that a rock?”, she asked and probing moss it […]
When building a cabin
It is never the spike but the hammers that cause the damage from strikes; while breaking the laws and resilience of timber to build you a cabin burning warm in […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 