Vernal sensations
You’ve gifted me daylighta sun-tingled soft sensation of changes,a shift of perspectivefrom darkness to brightness,a closeness to spring andsubtle sensations of joy. While today it was overcast, with daylight dressedin […]
Tag Archives: poetry
Blackthorne
I am more,much infinitely interestingly originallymore–starship captain,co-creatorof the universeand beyond.Glenn Buttkus – Fistful of Zen (sound cue) guitar and coronet. melody somber, yet playful,a slow trickle from the melting snow,and […]
February night
On Saturday evening when the sun had completely set we took our backpacks, tent, and sleeping bags and walked into the dark wood. For the first kilometers we walked along […]
Assassin
The callous winter nighttoo lethal, freezing brightso cold with scattered starspockmarked face with scars.temptress and assassin,always reeks of jasmine.of pestilence and rustfrozen from ferocious lust;the deadly winter gloomboth destiny and […]
Petulant month
February is a petulant toddler,sometimes sulking under a livid pewtera sudden shower might turnto a delicate flurry of lace,and when you believe it is winterhe turns azure and bright,cloudlessly shiningan […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 