November rain
No sun – no moon!No morn – no noon –No dawn – no dusk – no proper time of day –No sky – no earthly view (November – Thomas Hood) […]
Tag Archives: depression
Lace and ghosts
Broken by burdens of mornings,lumpy with absenceher pillowcannot bring comfortof nescience,she raises at dawnwith shadows of duskand the dust of their discordswaiting to greet herwhen later returninggreeting the voidsof abandonment, […]
Away astray
Grey,we’re grey, betrayedaway slips daysaway our life’s astraywe walkdismayed in claywhile weighedwith words unsaid, Again it’s grey,it’s grey todayaway awaywe’re waylaidwe stray delayedsurveyedunpaidwe’re playeddelayed we waitwe wail a whilewe pray […]
Unwritten
Even now, on the quivering edge of winter solstice, the nights are not dark enough to shroud or obscure his mania of picking at scabs of every promise unkept. Even […]
Still life by the open window
When he called me, just to tell how far it was to fall, how dark was depth beneath the sill how much the voices told him that: “you have nothing […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 