Author Archives: vonnely

“If the people go hungry, they will eat their rulers”

Your destiny in the orange envelope     I I want something new, I need something new, I want something else. And I surely don’t want the living conditions I have. II Lack of freedom and poverty is to not … Continue reading

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The desires of the beloved

I imagining having you here with me, touching your naked body unlimited. This even though I, also in the mere thought, shy away from same intimacy from you. Why is obscure, but clearly I cannot talk with you about my … Continue reading

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Silence, solitude

Silence, solitude Now two days without talking to you: it is a lifetime of despair for my heart! Same as once you told me, walked on a shore fearing you and I would never become “us”. When one cry, the … Continue reading

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People’s random meetings

Random meetings say hello before you go stay a while be my friend leave a memory your smile the warmth in your hands your eyes drowning in mine your breathing to breathe say hello before you go leave your smile … Continue reading

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Morning tea, waking up slowly

When I wake up in the morning, my eyes are tiny reddish in my spongy puffy face, my nose is even bigger and I cough and sneeze and farts. When I hurry to the toilet not to pee in my … Continue reading

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Mother of five (Mater Dolorosa at Rinkeby)

Mother of five, son why did you not die in my womb? From Rinkeby to Dubai now prison for life for murder? You never came back home, reading your truth in my eyes! Son, you grew up to become a … Continue reading

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(Oh Carol) I think I’ll retire and start write literature criticism!

I was chatting again with him today, him – the one who has designated me as his first and greatest and only one love forever and ever. And it’s as terrible as listening to Neil Sedaka’s howling Oh Carol. Verbatim! … Continue reading

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I didn’t eat pizza on January 1st

New Year’s day I didn’t eat pizza on January 1st like other normal Swedes, but on the other hand I didn’t have a hangover either, like too many Swedes are supposed to have on this day. But I followed the … Continue reading

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Let it be a motto for 2020: “Every sardine has the right to exist”

“The Sardines movement (Italian: movimento delle sardine), also known as Sardines against Salvini (sardine contro Salvini),is a grassroots political movement, which began in Italy in November 2019.The movement organized an ongoing series of peaceful demonstrations to protest against the right-wing … Continue reading

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Kindly kill yourself on an unnoticed day

It is a popular game, blaming others! Everyone points fingers at everyone and nobody is good enough: you’re white not good, you’re black not good, you’re a “leftie” not good, a “right-wing” not good, you’re a criminal not good, homeless … Continue reading

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Snoppar som stoppar / Dicks that kicks

Dicks that kicks but never lift on their tops what is kind and soft and gives room to all! We see it everywhere how arrogance and selfishness are rewarded and the power is given to those who offends the integrity … Continue reading

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Jag trivs bäst bak låsta dörrar med 7tillhållarlås (travesti på Ulf Lundell, Öppna landskap)

“Öppna landskap” (Open landscapes) is a ballad by the Swedish rock icon and author Ulf Lundell. The song is often sung and well known to Swedes, sometimes called “The unofficial Swedish Anthem”. It was released in 1982 but the Swedish … Continue reading

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I know Sophie

I know Sophie, she lives upstairs and sometimes when I meet her at the front door she says a shy “hi” and hastily takes the stair home to her own. Neighbors say she has lived here for a long time … Continue reading

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Love and art

Kärlek gör sig, ärligt talat, bäst omgestaltad till musik och sång. Verkligheten är lättare att förstå i litteraturen, tagen på pulsen. När en älskare säger jag ska sitta vid din sida när du skriver, då vet man att nu är … Continue reading

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The road to hell

The Swedish Democrats (SD) is a nationalist and social conservative political party. It was formed 1988 by people with roots in Nazism and racism, once a small extremist party with no influence but after a couple of decades it changed … Continue reading

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Teeth, to be or not to be (Tänder, att vara eller inte vara)

I stared in complete shock at the pieces of plastic in my hand! Then I phoned the dentist office. I visited the dentist the very next day. And I was told that maybe my broken partial denture can be repaired … Continue reading

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The icicle (imagination)

It’s raining outside and he fell asleep so easily. She sits on the edge of the bed, nude but with a blanket over her bare shoulders and the back from him. She thinks of nothing while smoking a cigarette. At … Continue reading

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One-man riot

There are riots in Hong Kong, there are riots in Paris and in Barcelona. There are riots in Bagdad and the cities around in Iraq as well as in cities in Iran as Tehran and around in the country, tell … Continue reading

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Loneliness is a treacherous haunting guest

That feeling of loneliness now sudden fills me up is a treacherous and haunting guest. When it hits, it permeates your soul and force you in desperation to meddle with the wrong kind of people, just to get some company … Continue reading

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Carrie Lam says “I am”

Carrie Lam says “I am” and the students at Hong Kong Polytechnic University says “We are” – and they are so far. Who Carrie Lam decides to be, will be a line in the historybook and the face she will … Continue reading

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Hongkong on the screen

              The Swedish PEN club has given the Tucholsky Prize to the publisher Gui Minhai in his absence, imprisoned in China for years. Which last week caused China’s ambassador in Sweden to seriously and … Continue reading

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A future without the other

I wanted it differently and so did you as far as I know. Though I’m helpless against your anger, hell no I will allow you drown me in your self-righteous black sea. Of all unskilled male lovers in the world … Continue reading

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A love thriving in our longing

  I still think of you the first thing I wake up in the morning and I miss you on my lonely evenings: someone to talk to. And sleeping and dreaming I get lost in scary nightmares. But as soon … Continue reading

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The grief in the tiger’s eyes

The grief in the tiger’s eyes, it reaches down the bottom of my soul, it’s I in the hidden. In a cage, starved and deprived its dignity the tiger looks beyond you as it has learned humans aren’t human and … Continue reading

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Ice cream dreams (the end of the road)

  It was down minus 25C in Nikkaluokta last night, that would be alike minus 77 Fahrenheit in USA. There I am it’s only +3C and to me that’s far too freezing cold. I have never been in Nikkaluokta, even … Continue reading

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A fishing rod in the desert (the betrayal of the Saharawi people)

  Tomorrow  6th of November celebrates the Moroccan government  “The green march” commanding its people to participate in what they call peace march. This for the occupation of Western Sahara in November 1975. UN has declared it’s an illegal occupation, … Continue reading

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Remembering (All Saints’ Day)

What olden dead can be deader than those who were once buried in graveyards which were later abandoned to become desolate churchyards? Decades and centuries have passed by those wasted and neglected places and curious but yet rare visitors can … Continue reading

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How many times we split up

            How many times we split up! He never learns. Watch up, sweep up, I said to him. Remember we must tiptoe walk now: maybe the last time that we try to get a future … Continue reading

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Who is Olga? And where’s she?

Who is Olga? And where’s she? “Everyone” knows by now who the Other One is and what he’s alleged to has written and said and not – and what he himself claims he has not written and not said. “I’m … Continue reading

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Ensam saknad viskar / Lone missing whispers

Oktober glöder, även i duggregn. Men en trötthet håller mig nere. Jag önskar mig ett ”hej” från dig, men ändå inte. Vi alla här lunkar kalla mot kala träd och gravsång- er i dyster nordisk november grå. Inomhus, ensam saknad … Continue reading

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The media game: Hang the man

I started the day as I use to, coffee and a cheese sandwich  and reading newspaper on the web. Big sigh! Another sulphurous debate article against Peter Handke and the Swedish Academy and its members for the choice of Handke … Continue reading

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If you want to be free, you have to pay the fee!

If you want to be free, you have to pay the fee! Last night, the fee was paid to make me free from advertisements on this my blog. I’m free now from the discomfort my word when published could be … Continue reading

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Fireweed joy (Glädjefält)

Ur den brända marken växer en ros närd av aska. Från vad som var härjande eld, förgängelse och kallnad död gror hon och snart många i vida fält, hon lyser som en Fågel Fenix, ren fröjd för ögat. Se, vad … Continue reading

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She takes her daily walk

Old and lonely and slightly stooped yet unbowed she takes her daily walk, not for any other reason than it makes her feel good and almost happy, being alive. The grass is green, the air is good to breathe and … Continue reading

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Former Secretary of the Swedish Academy Sara Danius is dead

Former Secretary of the Swedish Academy Sara Danius is dead. She was born April 5, 1962 and she died the night to October 12, 2019. She knew when to put the foot down and when to leave the room, even … Continue reading

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October, haiku

I October colors and the Earth still carry us: November comes next! II She still thinks of him like birches gold on the street. But not so often. III Rain and autumn gloom, and missing stings inwardly. Blue hope in … Continue reading

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Song in autumn rain: Clapton, a man with the blues in his hands

            River of Tears Eric Clapton from the album Pilgrim released 1998 It’s three miles to the river That would carry me away Two miles to the dusty street That I saw you on today … Continue reading

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Nuts from Turkey, and the nutcases ruling the world

One of the days in late September I felt a sudden yearning for nuts and I didn’t found any in the pantry and then I realized that it was some time since I ate any nuts at all. Mostly, I … Continue reading

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Don’t dance to Greta’s words, morons!

https://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-7553995/Fatboy-Slim-samples-Greta-Thunberg-speech-gig-Gateshead.html Don’t dance to Greta’s words morons, but change your lifestyle! Get sober, get real. Who is this persona Fatboy Slim? A DJ making millions on a certain music style. Bighearted, ha! 😦 giving some to charity such as to … Continue reading

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Changes (living in a “free” world)

There will be some changes on this blog until I paid the fee getting me free from ads. (Meaning some of my entries destroyed by inserted ads are now set “private” not visible for a while.) If only the ads … Continue reading

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Reklamrutor på min blogg (About commercials)

När man är inloggad på sin blogg ser man inte de reklamrutor WordPress infogar. Jag fick händelsevis se hur min blogg ser ut för andra: mina i timmar omsorgsfullt komponerade sidor text/bild förstörda av mer eller mindre smaklös och frånstötande … Continue reading

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Since she left me lastly (part 2)

          Since she left me lastly I rambling around, lost. My eyes are so dry and burns as the winds have blew away all my tears. I’ve a lump in my throat and my heart is … Continue reading

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Since you left me lastly

Since you left me lastly I rambling around, lost. My eyes are so dry and burns as the winds have blew away all my tears. I’ve a lump in my throat and my heart is icy cold. You have no … Continue reading

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Forever never more, not last long for me when about you

“Forever never more, not last long for me when about you.” I wrote that to him and I stand for it! He wrote back to me “I’m sorry I don’t understand what you write now.” Ouch! All the blind alleys … Continue reading

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100 years after him

100 years after him I will be no longer! Nor the memory of what never became. 100 years and he will not be either. His dreams for sale; my words remains like lost birds, scattered in the sky. It’s over. … Continue reading

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The weed in my garden of love (thistle love)

I met a guy and I loved him but he never knew my love because he only knew the love he claimed he had for me. It was all about his feelings and never about mine. He never knew how … Continue reading

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Done with men (färdig med karlar)

I’m going to read 100 novels and then die! But if when 100 done, I still have time left, I will read 100 more novels and list the first hundred and the other 100 and meanwhile my double bed will … Continue reading

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Försvinnande kvinna / Vanishing woman

Vanishing woman Part 1 That late night was now approaching, then when I intended to vanish from you without a trace and wipe you out of my life forever. But late came late all my feet colder. The next morning … Continue reading

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I was never tougher than the rest

Well, it’s Saturday noon and you’re gone into the blue. I kept an eye on you a while, maybe you did it on me too. It’s true I ran off first because you caused us so much stress. Once you … Continue reading

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August rains but doesn’t cry any tears

  August is supposed to be a summer month, at least here there I live. But this year autumn seems to come early. And since it’s raining day after day, the sky is so much darken blue and cloudy that … Continue reading

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