It never rained
Just like the songit never rainedthe summer when I lived in Southern California. It drove my crazynot to havethose lazy momentswhen you were forcedto stay inside. With no excuse, I […]
Tag Archives: summer
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 […]
The blue house revisited
The sunlight of night is almost the same, and I watch the misty blue of your house, as it glimpses through the branches as I look at its timber impregnated […]
Summer rain
Reflected silver from the glossy leaves. A book to read while sheltered from the rain A cup of tea and songs to fill my brain of water slowly falling from […]
Solstice sky
undulating gold — your hair a blooming field of solstice and rapeseed bloom your eyes — a sky without a cloud limitless perfume wild roses bloom your song is wheels […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 