Minor jerk
I wasn’t welcome ogling never asked but still my hands snaked to places of tantalizing softness in unsolicited groping and as we danced I pressed my leg between her thighs […]
Tag Archives: poetry
Cloudscape
You are the wind-kiss, my goosebumps the stirrer of silver; moon-spilled in water. You are the surf-sound, the sand, and the sage-scent at dusk You are the river and grass, […]
Facing apocalypse
Be spirited, be spry and plan for leaders shunning shame for sycophants and swindlers and for freely giving up your liberty. Be brave and brace yourself for war between our […]
Forbidden fruit
Smooth against my lips, her blushing skin is tempting me with vows of sweetness; Her scent invites me with a pledge to dare to let me dip my cravings deeper […]
Mars, ashamed
I never saw the sky that evening when Mars was bright. It was overcast and my thoughts were traveling on insignificant spreadsheet trajectories while I twilight-pedaled on my way home […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 