Strawberry and linen sense
Sunwarm strawberries smothered softly with the whiteness of the whipped cream, and linen promises. Cellar cold the sweet German wine in narrow bottles is a golden dream of dew-drops on […]
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A line of strawberries
a line of soldiers marching prisoners along an empty street where once I bought a watch turning me so poor again a line of soldiers their uniforms are red that […]
Carpe Diem Haiku – Sweet Memories
Today the Carpe Diem prompt is sweet memories is sweet memories. My first thoughts goes to the first Swedish strawberries, that we get in early June. So sweet, and just […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 