Blindness
Unseen In darkness live The ardor hidden in A skin so sensitive for touch Reacting as you move In towards me Embrace — As twittered on #liblit prompt. 2012-07-03
Tag Archives: iambic
Inside – Outside
Outside A happy smile I meet you every day And talking unimportant things Avoid what should be said About us two Inside I feel the dread That nothing is beyond […]
Alone
— Alone You left today In empty rooms I’m here The wardrobe filled with clothes you left A smell of perfume still I walk around Alone — A little mirror […]
The singer in my garden
A blackbird came to stay in garden, mine He raised his active family with us And always watching out for neighbor’s puss Centeniel and singer so divine — A day […]
A flow of gold
Pentameter fragment — Like flowing gold they attach to the rock In just the smallest crack for survival Midsummer, a yellow explosion they flock A tool for nature’s annual revival
Björn Rudbergs writings 