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Tangerine dream

March 17, 2022by Björn Rudberg (brudberg) 16 Comments

The days we think that we are closein glowing tangerine of endswhen evening comes it’s time to dozethose days we think that we are closeto the point when our travel […]

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dVerse, poetry, triolet

Blackbird Singing

February 27, 2020by Björn Rudberg (brudberg) 19 Comments

In morning hear the blackbird singing and though the skies are dressed grey the sun behind the clouds is bringing this morning with the blackbird singing and can you hear […]

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dVerse, poetry, triolet

And it cannot by changed

December 6, 2018by Björn Rudberg (brudberg) 15 Comments

When end of days are darkly bled to restless sleep and hollow laughter of rotting flesh and living dead When end of days are darkly bled the hope is waning […]

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dVerse, poetry, triolet

November bloodshed

November 25, 2017by Björn Rudberg (brudberg) 35 Comments

When bloom of bloodshed´s darkly bled; see corpses rise from soil and grave. the zombies dance to songs of dread; when bloom of bloodshed´s darkly bled through rain and wind […]

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poetry, Real Toads, triolet

When days grow longer

February 9, 2017by Björn Rudberg (brudberg) 29 Comments

When days grow longer moon turns pale And winter fades as sun turns brighter. At dawn the bay is pink with sails. When days grow longer moon turns pale The […]

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dVerse, poetry, triolet

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