Månadsarkiv: augusti 2015

Message in a bottle

      And she took her heart and put it in a bottle and she sent it over the seas and it became lost with the ocean currents. She lives alone now as she did before, her chest aches … Läs mer

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Is this really happening in Europe, August 2015, part 1

Riot police, tear gas and knife-bearing fences against refugees from Syria. Europe’s startling refugee crisis, unparalleled perhaps since World War II, has generated all sorts of alarmist headlines. A right-wing British tabloid bemoaned the ”swarms” flooding across the Channel. Anti-immigration … Läs mer

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Is this really happening in Europe, August 2015, part 2

Is this happening? In Europe 2015? – Horror and disgrace!       Is this happening? In Europe 2015? – Horror and disgrace! Is this happening? In Europe 2015? – Horror and disgrace Is this happening? In Europe 2015? – … Läs mer

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Pink poems in August (haiku)

Gårdagens drömmar vaknar en sensommardag – vill leka igen Dreams from yesterday wakes up one day in August – wants to play again     He hates hot seasons, walks out in cool nights, thinking – will she wait for … Läs mer

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Love trouble, time trouble

She complains she not get enough time with him and he say to her he thinks about her all the time. As if I were a mind reader, she says sour. He has very little time, but she has a … Läs mer

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Sitting on a park bench

          She’s sitting on a park bench – “just a minute more”, she tells herself “it’s nice here, a really good day indeed, not too hot and not cold either and people around; not much of … Läs mer

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The story of the man at the pier

I’m a man of fire and ashes. Every day is new, I know – but it all feels like repeats. I try to walk straight, but constantly stumbles on my feet. Time and time again and all my life I’ve … Läs mer

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We got a link to love (August Moon)

Summer is for love in Scandinavia, though it has never happened to me, now summer soon will leave and I see the rowans on my yard reddens again and I’m still alone as ever before. I love August moon, so … Läs mer

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Cloudy (x 3)

1. Cloudy As I think of you I look at me – I’m fat old stooped losing my teeth, what’s there for you to love, like you say you do? You told me you don’t want to be alone anymore. … Läs mer

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