Dreams of parting
Bobbing in the bluereflections of yet anotherday of pleasing boozingartist buddies abates,.She feels the shadowof his brush and easel,she reduced to oil on canvasshe herself a painterher idle fingers itchingfor […]
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Sunset working from home
At home today, Monday, three o’clock and I go for tea. Only a few steps from my desk to the kettle: another habit; a short break, a brief relapse. But […]
… and she was light
Sun kissed the dry grass a last time before condensation froze to silvery rime. A veiled woman drifted almost aimlessly to the edge of an industrial plot. Cristina was beautiful […]
Carpe Diem Little Critters – frog
also the bullfrog listens to the nightingale – pond is kissed in gold Linked to Carpe Diem October 2, 2014
The bleeding sun – Second verse for dVerse
the bleeding sun paints rivers that meander cross the sea that ceased to move in dying evening wind I hear sailors curse their burning sails that ceased to move so […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 