Grasping infinity
a morning firework your skin my private vellum finger painting stars together earthbound falling we grasp its infinity Today Toni inspires us to write tanka at dVerse. It’s been a […]
Category Archives: tanka
No sails at the horizon
footprint in the sand with every wave it’s fainter — sea-gulls overhead call to mock my lonely wait no sails at the horizon Today Toni tells us about Tanka as […]
Even bedbugs
in bluish moonlight dancing shadow filigree — even bedbugs leave tiptoeing as syllables whispered for a gentle breeze Today Gayle are guestblogging at dVerse MTB, and she discuss on how […]
Carpe Diem – Birthday morning
my warm hand feel your hand in mine – cinnamon smell softness of my naked skin on a birthday morning Linked to Carpe Diem — January 25, 2014
Carpe Diem – Dance
moment of their death whirling with the wind the leaving leaves entangled in your hair telling you au revoir Linked to Carpe Diem — January 12, 2014
Björn Rudbergs writings 