Almost lack of movement
In almost lack of movement of the summer night, when sun still glares, reflects itself in sea, I walk across the meadow sparkled, dewed. There’s a sea-gull calling from above, […]
Tag Archives: poetry
Please say …
Please say it matters not soiled, bespattered. What’s divided can be bridged cause hate is hurtful and still resourceful we can climb and cross the ridge. Please say you’ll follow […]
Under siege
Turrets and bulwarks, build a wall and dig a moat. pull the drawbridge, put your trust in razorwire, guns and ammo. Have you seen the windmill over there? Is that […]
Parting and parsley
Parting is the parsley that adorns a juicy steak: the one you put aside; the one you save for last. You watch it soaked in gravy waiting for the waitress […]
Not another ice-queen
spill me shimmer-grins open clouds unjar, unshadow me come spark my cue to skip-twist bubble-dance to smile and journey home to hibernate wait for spring please lull me, melt me […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 