The scar of pearls
Darkly overhead on wings of dead-and-gone to woods where feeble ferns are teeth, and tongues where from the drying throats: a suitors’ voice a praise of clay and stone, demanding […]
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Your words: perfume
We are like oaks and let our roots entwine; when winter claws, untethered teeth are bared, our hearts beat slowly; closed are chests and shrines. We’re waiting, wishing that our […]
My lily scented eidolon – triolets
oh lily-scented eidolon my temptress from a distant past beloved you were – my youth is gone oh lily-scented eidolon I still recall your grace – my swan but you’re […]
Execution of the king – dVerse OLN
A group of knights in darkest wood To dying cries of men in pain In twilight hark the chilling drums The signal for an end of reign Compassion from the […]
A monster in the woods
Among the trees I see a thing Lurking A beast is waiting in the shade For me It represent the dreams I have At night Now it threatens me here […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 