We the people
We always knew that truth is only facts that we, the people, feel. That’s why we always claim our birthright to the soil you walk upon (with dirty feet), our […]
Tag Archives: poetry
Blackbird Singing
In morning hear the blackbird singing and though the skies are dressed grey the sun behind the clouds is bringing this morning with the blackbird singing and can you hear […]
Transient transition
Not and never more was my first kiss ever given in a game of truth or consequence, hesitant Maria’s lips brushed against mine dry and warm while class-mates jeered; we […]
Still Life with Onions
More faithful than your lying rose, no thorn will bite me, no promises are faked from petals dropped too soon, Your onion-kiss remains to linger on my lips; and with […]
Tournesol
I turn my face to meet the sun but bows to hide from wind and rain, I’m born in soil and strong I stretch my supple stem towards the sky […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 