Saturnalia
Remember the uproar,when dancing went wildfrom ceiling to floorwith Cheshire smileshigh on wizardry fungustwisting and leapingin clamor and rumpusand no-one was sleepingcops came a’knockingand sent us to lockupit wasn’t too […]
Category Archives: Quadrille
Jam-stuck
Took a jabat jamming a bitdown at the pubwith Martin and Steve,but got stuck in the jamto jabber instead.with instruments silentwe babbled ‘bout nothingyapping and ramblin’making plans for tomorrowto meet […]
Just being rude
When you say honestor frank,isn’t that just being mean in disguise? Isn’t it justanother promotion of self? Too often,if not being paired,with a dash of compassion,your candoris just being rude. […]
Until never
You came with brightnessa sunrise to my nightin your laughter lightnessa smile that made it right You made me summerthawing to my frozen mindin your kisses slumbercaresses turned me kind […]
Forest in spring
Untangled by daylightby birdsongs in greenthe path of todaybends for the boughsof the beeches in May. To the rustle of leavesleft by the fall we walkthrough the springmiles upon milesforgetting […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 