Handful raspberries
Sun warm raspberries Captured rich sweetness inside With lingering love I feed them to you slowly Crimson color are your lips —– September 9, 2012
Tag Archives: poem
Polished
A coverage of ice Have polished the shoreline Rocks resembling bread Just out of the oven A bakers dream of perfection Smooth as silk to touch No root has yet […]
Sand
As tide is low the sand lay bare I come from work in suit and shoes Been’ sitting in my office chair ~~~ Undress from shoes and tie is lose […]
A monster in the woods
Among the trees I see a thing Lurking A beast is waiting in the shade For me It represent the dreams I have At night Now it threatens me here […]
A long waiting
I seek horizon For arrival of the ship Waiting will be long Border between sea and sky Empty is of sails My hand reach into the sand Seashell is my […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 