daffodils are singing – 55 words
thunderclouds caressed my brow on leaden feet I wandered ash-clouds plastered in my gaze obscuring all what’s yonder sunshine streams through canopies garden birds are singing daffodils – the perfumed […]
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Just spray for cleanliness – 55 words
When germs and virus could be killed extinguished with this simple spray for cleanliness we all were thrilled not knowing there’s a price to pay when poison lakes and streams […]
Sacred fifty-fives
In fiddle-wrecking, mustard-seeking, grasp for comprehension. Should we wreck the sacred fifty-five? of honesty-compression and lugubrious self-exposing, word-explosions beyond the mind-expanding borders of the sacred fifty-five. Should we paint-by-number Friday-ode’s […]
Aweigh! – G-man’s 55 words
aweigh! aweigh! in misty night the tinkle cadence of the chains anchor raises as we leave these shores aweigh! aweigh! siderate: a rough command bending backs silently capturing night as […]
Ashen Landscape — 55 words
See ashen landscape from your fingers with V8 engines underneath you crush the earthworms, hear the ringers! for a withered graveyard wreath. you ride suburban fiery dragons the machines of […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 