My fylgja
Mighty named at birth on silent paws my fylgja follows still (I hope) Mighty totem, cunning, smart please make me stronger yet. Mighty bear how can it be we only […]
Tag Archives: poetry
Apathy and clouds
Today when summer’s stained, a gown from lacerated clouds; It’s bruised as painted smirks on sobbing clowns. When flower beds lay decomposed Today when neither sleet nor sun embrace the […]
Why is the sun so cold today?
I am cold, even though the heat of early summer is adequate. I am cold because I cannot find my heart. Sebastian Barry from A long long way I shiver […]
Sevenling (Movements)
The score was set in lento major A for a woodwind forest, mountain brass and river timpani, But through the second movement chainsaws, dynamite and profits fortified arrangements into minor […]
Sighs of sand
Each day, a journey lacking purpose, still envied footsteps washed with wordless waves. The sea looks different when dressed in grey. Cajoled, the pine-tree sentinel clings boldly onto cliffs. Pilgrim, […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 