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 ~~ […]
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Summer’s gone?
— Woke up this morning Grey and cold like autumn day It had been raining But had ceased at break of dawn Look deep in drawers Finding all the clothes […]
Waterfall
— The roaring waterfall, what a melody We fall asleep to perfect lullaby The morning after waking up relieved Oh, sleeping outdoors that’s our mutual need — August 20, 2012
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) […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 