Carpe Diem Haiku – winter wonder land
camellia blood in frosted petals clinging before they fall they are sighing for the boy lost in winter silent awe blue eyes full of frost he walks to wonder-land of […]
Like sipping a Pastis
Rolling from his lips, those dreams like sipping your pastis of milky wormwod bitterness. But bending backwards you still meet his promiscuous promises of afternoons – anonymous in Rive Gauche […]
Carpe Diem haiku – rime/fog
frost clinging to the old oak’s limbs – like spinster’s lace Linked to Carpe Diem — December 14 2014
Drying our wings
When even hell has closed its doors we’re waiting by the river shore empty purses, swaying, waiting. saying: we cannot pay the ferryman. And every night the river suicides will […]
Carpe Diem Haiku – Mountain Cabin
mountain cabin from its beard of icicles sunshine water-drops Linked to Carpe Diem — December 13, 2014
Björn Rudbergs writings 