Carpe Diem Haiku – Kisho’s passing crow
an autumn evening; without a cry, a crow passes (Kisho) A very challenging haiku, not only was the crow silent – but he has already left. We are alone in […]
Carpe Diem Haiku – harvested fields
glistening – that single bead of sweat of harvests done Linked to Carpe Diem — September 15, 2014
Changes of September
I’m never quite prepared for changes of September. When days are fading, as summer daylight in abundance, change to early dusk and evenings weighted by a starless night. I’ve been […]
embedded in the river’s silt
like blood is pumping through your veins a drop of precious wine lingers for the briefest moment in limbo between consumption and a kiss but burning in the candlelight it […]
Carpe Diem Haiku – deserted beach
almost deflated blowing cross an empty beach forgotten beachball Or: empty beach – smells from plastic sack John Doe Linked to Carpe Diem — September 12, 2014
Björn Rudbergs writings 