Your crimson sacrifice – for dVerse OLN
a painful stamina of city-life of pee-alleys lacking proper alibis where your carnelian orifice – opens to a crimson sacrifice in just a second – trigger recipes becomes a final […]
On the precipice
standing on its precipice realizing – for Mohammed the mountain didn’t move and even less for me — Linked to Real Toads, where Hannah wants us to be inspired by […]
Carpe Diem Haiku – Dreams
Kahlil Gibran said on dreams: “How can I lose faith in the justice of life, when the dreams of those who sleep upon feathers are not more beautiful than the […]
Carpe Diem Haiku – Jim Kacian’s “harvest dusk”
Jim’s haiku: harvest dusk– sitting in the wheelbarrow with the potatoes to which I gritily respond by the gutter – two old hookers share some soggy fries — Linked to […]
A missed Connection
Originally posted on The voice of collaborative poetry:
Phone in my hand, I wait for the train. My eyes keep flicking to scan it again. Absent is the text you…
Björn Rudbergs writings 