Evening by the sea
A silent evening by the sea I cannot sleep a night like this No need my nightly daemons flee ~~ Instead I wait in calmest bliss The whisper in my […]
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The final rest
The old discarded servant’s come to rest Beside the outhouse, waiting for the rust A blanket from the woods, of moss, is blessed Against the chilly mornings, his disgust ~~ […]
There inside
— Inside The greenery An aging woman sits And looking out on streets Were she has raised a family That’s gone — A cinquain (starting to be my favorite style) […]
A mountain day
I dream Of walking home Across a mountain range And at the end of day a rest With you We sit At our fireplace at rest and talk About the […]
A bitter old man
I have written this poem with one stanza a day based on the #liblit prompt on twitter. I have rewritten it slightly for the purpose of getting a little bit […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 