Narcissus and Echo
I crave my shadow most which is forwhy … whyyour scent of bloom and subtle innuendos … doesleave my beating heart alone, my offspring … springdead, unborn, and with myself ensconced … oncebeside this […]
Seduced by words
Long ago he was young and greenstill uncorrupted by these scrollsuntouched by wisdom, words not seenhe swirled with music uncontrolledhe walked in scent of bloom and girlsand gazed for dreams […]
aslumber still
Today, a slip of suncaressed my skinbut still aslumberthe budding bloomsrepose and waitfor twilight frost to ceasefor smiles to widen into grinsfor laughter of the streamsfor spring to conquerice and […]
Thorny heart
“Be a cactus in a world of delicate flowers.”H. Jackson Brown Jr. Thorny, spinedsilently hostilemaybe even vileI wait while shunnedaside , but stillin spring I bloomand whisper scentthat only you […]
Wishful thinking
A leap of faithto see, believein feathered hopefreed from ropesfor chance to bringa bliss to singbut in too deepwe fall bereavedfrom grace; from joy;we hope in vainto simply copefor strain […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 