Elegy for the last tree
I dream of waterfalls, of rivers and of rain I dream of childhood and my past I dream of rinsing clouds to ease my pain I dream in green and […]
Category Archives: Real Toads
Plum blood
Your plum blood carries bitter sweetness moister than strawberries such cherrylike completeness but its pip hard as teeth — a pain so sweet. 140 character poem for Real Toad Tuesday […]
Scent of cardamom
This scent of cardamom; This tender tickling, touch of butterflies and worms, This lashing rain and pepper symphonies This silence and the way they talk about me with their fluorescent […]
Dandelion heart
“A fresh and vigorous weed, always renewed and renewing, it will cut its wondrous way through rubbish and rubble.” William Jay Smith Beat hard my heart be dandelion, smart; beat […]
Cerberus
You should know which jaws I use to maul, and which snarl is innocent and which is not. You have to grasp in which ear to whisper and in which […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 