Restless 2AM
Bloodless blisters,broken bones and bruises,leave me listless, numbedin restless agony. It’s 2AM and from the wardI hear a radio blaring lies,of how our losses lessensby each day, howretreat is treason,and […]
Tag Archives: poetry
Untitled (Cardamom Coffee)
i.I speak to maps,with my writer’s fingertipstracing borders, roadsblisterlessly walked. ii.In his voicedwells the dust of desertsthe scent of rose waterand nostalgic songs. iii.beyond the end of mapsthe world is […]
You; a man of words
You; the man of wordsmuch better than the oneswith which I praiseyour gentle intellect,your extensive handsthat only gives. You; the man who alwaysshows the waywith truthful wordswho sacrificed the modest […]
Anemia
it is not as the white silence of the first snow covering the wilted flowers, not the ambience of city streets of dawn before the mailman arrives. It’s not the […]
Coward
Behind the curtains shadows danceda fight of fists, perchance a lance.Then splattered blood I stood in trance. I never heard the scream, I smelledher blood, I saw my neighbor felled;That […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 