Kategoriarkiv: alienation

Midsummer Dreams in the freezer

        Lonely men All these lonely men, where do they all come from? And to what will they go with all their dreams, kept strictly secret in their hearts, and at their backs and behind harsh smiles? … Läs mer

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Harsh wind, some reflections

The rain ended and the summer heat came but the harsh wind has stayed. And it is hard-bitten merciless. My balcony plants looks like terrified puppies. My mother heart aches for little ones.       I’m worn out from … Läs mer

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Thistles

  Life hasn’t been good to me so far, so why do I bother to put seed in the soil? I never felt people were there, I fought alone and all I got was meager harvests. And thistles on my … Läs mer

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Aging female body (part I and II)

He made me hate my aging body, as mercilessly mirrored when I dress in the hall looking at these undeniably saggy boobs and right before, in the bathroom caring for what’s secretly hidden ”down there” my flaccid pussy prickly dry … Läs mer

Publicerat i aging, alienation, become old, body image, changes, closeness, create life, desirers, dreamers, falsity, fears, fragility, images, life and love, loneliness, lost romance, lost trust, maturity, old age, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, relationships, vulnerability | Märkt , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 2 kommentarer

Moses Tegnell med sin stafettpinne leder svenska folket genom Corona-pestens ökenlandskap

Moses Tegnell with his baton leads the Swedish people through the desert landscape of the Corona plague De rör sig ur dunkla dis, de sågs aldrig komma I fängelser utan dörrar, tror vi att vi ska överleva… De dirigerar förlusterna … Läs mer

Publicerat i abuse, alienation, armed loneliness, betrayal, borders, copied lyrics, creativity, culture values, darkness, deserts, desirers, dreamers, faith, falsity, fragility, frihet, gloom, hate, hope, human cruelty, human rights, inspiring literature, inspiring music, inspiring songs, left aside, lies, light, living in the world, loneliness, longing, loss, lost trust, melancholy, memories, morality, opportunities, parenting, poem in English and Swedish, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, reading, rebellious lovers, repression and borders, roots, sacred, satire, Sweden view, Swedish "culture", Swedish conditions, Swedish souls, to die, transformation, translations by vonnely, troubled life, visionaries, vulnerability, walls | Märkt , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Lämna en kommentar

Corona apartheid

The Corona strategy  has created apartheid in Sweden of the elderly instead of a fair and equal lockdown of the whole society. After the Easter weekend, the voluntary restrictions no longer work among common people, some just going wildly at … Läs mer

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Det finns en stad (There is a city)

Det finns en stad där ingen sover på natten. Drömmarna är hemlösa där och härbärgen saknas, då ingen vill vidkännas denna brist. Jag bor i en annan stad. Jag inte är hemma där. Min tillhörighet vilar i kontaktlösheten och det … Läs mer

Publicerat i absence, alienation, desirers, loneliness, loners, longing, poem in English and Swedish, poem in Swedish translated to English, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry | Märkt , , , , , , , , , , , , | Lämna en kommentar

Extra Everything!

        I don’t ask for much, but more than I can get! I want a big pizza, with Extra Everything and a pension that would last for a whole month. I don’t ask for much, not like … Läs mer

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Disguised Poetry (Samtida diktkonst)

  Under ytterrockar, bakom ansiktsmasker framträder dagens svenska poeter, såsom saudiska kvinnor går på en gata, förklädda. Hellre beläst skriva om Ovidius eller Sapfo än som ett ”jag” skriva om en trång förhud. Endast romanförfattare jagar sin jagiskhet i avsaknad … Läs mer

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Elderly balance (single-leg stance)

When 18 people read my texts I exist. Otherwise it is not much with that, unless I not wake up in the night with cramps in one lower leg, then I surely know I’m alive. I hear on the TV … Läs mer

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The current historylessness (Dysterkvistar)

Here my bumpy thighs and unnoticed life which still is in progress, yet declining. All I have ever accomplished is aging, now I’m not 30 and depressed anymore, but read the literary reviews: such gloom and pretensions! It get me … Läs mer

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A sunny day in February

Such a lovely day, strong blue sky and chirping little birds, a bleach half-moon above waits for the night. Snowdrops blooms before any snow, no winter this year and it might never be. I’m walking to the mall and I … Läs mer

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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 … Läs mer

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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! … Läs mer

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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 … Läs mer

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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 … Läs mer

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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 … Läs mer

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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 … Läs mer

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Wisdom Wells

              (translated from Swedish) When summer so sleeps its last rest, the fall flames as fire yet chilly. Then the young hero comes to the Nordic regions to find his Crone, she the wise … Läs mer

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All the difference

  Every evening after dark I take a 12 minutes’ walk around the block. Nor have I ever said, ”I want to be alone. I only said, I want to be left alone.” It is the Garbo truth: ”There is … Läs mer

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Heart wrapped in barbed wire

          I read your letter, roses sweet with thorns thoroughly hidden in thin silk paper. I grieve your heart wrapped in barbed wire! What you have you don’t want and what you want is far away. … Läs mer

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Play it again, Sam!

  I said: Sam, see you in Casablanca! And he shrank to a boy’s voice in a phone with a lousy connection and vanished in the night. Now it’s late and I’m running out of time, but still I’ve that … Läs mer

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(Mind matter) Märka ord

Märk nu mina ord, jag besökte er ett tag, men var verkligen aldrig där: ett vingslag mot din kind i natten, du rös till litegrann. Vi bor i Sverige men lever i världen. Våra tankar borde vara såsom svalor i … Läs mer

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And Sam said

  And Sam said ”Lady, you shot me” and he fell back and hasty he bled to death, still in his 30s. Soon 70, I walk my way slow and oldish as life and people have hurt me hard but … Läs mer

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The bitter taste of a depressed man

        He said, why would I make friends when people are just fake, I’m lost in a fake world, I’m 34 and my life is over. I said I just got a headache! I woke up too … Läs mer

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Once upon a time I had a crush on a young man

Once upon a time I had a crush on a young man. He had such a lovely mustache, dimples in his cheeks and very blue eyes. He looked at me and got my heart to beat faster. But he was … Läs mer

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The elevator (invisibilized)

                  The lady in the elevator looks down on you, but what do you care! You’re going up and she’s going down, you’ve nothing to share! Mistreated all your life, people now … Läs mer

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