Your doom and smothered pleas
Recalling sting of sudden words unsheathed. in tear of tears, a gem you saved till last, just like before our monsters bared their teeth: to let us dawdle still, forever […]
Category Archives: sonnet
My platform tomb
From sorcerers within: your deadly doom we wilted, waiting for your train to leave. A panting breath we heard its hiss of fumes you clung to life in pain, I […]
The poison spell
The darkness lurking deep among the pines is that the poison spell that filled your veins? or dead canaries in the depth of mines? The rays to cure became our […]
A pair of crows
Rekindled love again, as bluebells bloom in breeze that gently stirred the canopies composing symphonies: we were the spring: the pink of cherry bloom, the entropy of conversations missed, the […]
Your words: perfume
We are like oaks and let our roots entwine; when winter claws, untethered teeth are bared, our hearts beat slowly; closed are chests and shrines. We’re waiting, wishing that our […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 