to once again be brave – for dVerse
The blessings of a full nights sleep seemingly is lost for me as whispers of inadequacy, relentless voices in my dreams wakes me up at 3 AM I need to […]
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The psittacism of petrichor – triolet
In psittacism of falling rain this frozen solstice petrichor of rainclouds waltzing quite deranged in psittacism of falling rain vacations that were well arranged now crumble into mundane chore In […]
born in ice and fire – for dVerse
Atlantic island born in ice and fire where clouds are kissing shores with rain awake again adventurous desires I easily from sunny shores abstain No, give me brimstone smell and […]
A cure for Humpty-Dumpty’s lure – for dVerse
Our dashboard Jesus cackle vividly unscrewing bottled geyser-tears champagne as B2 bombers cry shamefacedly we burn the angel’s wings in peace campaigns bereft of dignity the horse-faced man release ignition […]
classic education – for dVerse
oldest of his seven brothers, my grandpa (whom I never met) his father born a farmer was a country priest who paved the way to education a path that all […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 