Kategoriarkiv: choices
Breast cancer as a personal experience (I)
Ingress So kindly pestering, again and again I’m asked to stay in the care plan. I’m asked to act against my will for my own good. It’s simply disgusting. I I knocked on a door … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i alienation, armed loneliness, choices, create life, diseases, fragility, grief, illness, left aside, life crises, life turns, living with chronic diseases, Living with chronic pains, living with others, living with sickness, loneliness, loners, loss, lost, lost trust, opportunities, poems, poems by vonnely, reading life, repression and borders, sadness, single-handed voyage, surviving, troubled life, vulnerability
Märkt alone, breast cancer, cancer care, cancer erfarenhet, cancer treatment, coping life, experiences of health care, loss, repression, svensk sjukvård
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Now it will be Spring
In English below the Swedish verses Mosade och tillplattade ligger våra drömmar framför våra fötter, de duger inte ens att ha på vegomackan, än mindre att kompostera. Smältvatten porlar ned i gatubrunnarna och vinterns grusande drivor snubblar under våra … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i arduous times, armed loneliness, borders, changes, choices, coping skills, courage, create life, culture values, cultures, darkness, dreaming, falsehood, falsity, fate, fears, fooled, forgetting, fragility, garbage, hard times, hate, hope, human cruelty, human rights, images, inspiring literature, inspiring writer, life and love, life crises, life turns, living in the world, living with others, loss, lost, lost romance, lost trust, melancholy, memories, moods, morality, nobody's somebody, oblivion, obstacles, opportunities, paradigms, past, poem in Swedish and English, poem in Swedish translated to English, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, politics, present time, reading life, reality, remembering, repression and borders, restrictions, roots, seasons, sowing, spring, vår, vårvinter
Märkt create life, historical ignorance, living in the world, nutid, present times, repression and borders, selfishness, Spring coming, vårens ankomst
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Rescue me!
In Africa and US people put a trust in God. In Sweden we put our faith in healthy food and state-run welfare funded by taxes. We believe people are rational and act sensibly. We all have to live captured … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i arduous times, armed loneliness, borders, choices, courage, create life, culture values, dreamers, faith, fears, happiness, hard times, hate, healing, hope, life and love, living in the world, love songs, obstacles, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, politics, reading life, relationships, Swedish "culture"
Märkt believes, borders, coping life, cultures, different culture values, dream of love, healing times, human conditions, human kind, kärekssånger, konst och kärlek, love and art, love songs, repression and borders, trosuppfattningar, trust
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I was young at a time when…
In English below Jag var ung i en tid när man kunde sätta tiden på sitt armbandsur efter tåget, varje avgång exakt på minuten. Jag var ung i en tid när ”tiden” var lika förutsägbar som ett brev på … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i alienation, beliefs, changes, choices, create life, culture values, faith, life turns, living in the world, lost, lost trust, morality, paradigms, poem in Swedish translated to English, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, politics, present time, repression and borders, Swedish conditions, Swedish poem to English, Swedish souls, unhappiness
Märkt alienation, archetypes, estrangement, framtidstro, future faith, lost dreams, repression, tidsandan, time changes
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A fading summer, a fall to come
Dry feet and a heart that bleeds A fading summer, a fall to come When it darkens earlier and earlier A soft and cooling wind caresses me at late night walks. It is a late August kissing bright September, … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i autumn, Autumn poem, betrayal, changes, choices, living with others, maturity, old age, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, seasons, trust, walk of life
Märkt aging, August, Autumn poem, coping life, dry feet, fading summer, false friends, friendship, repression, seasons
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I’m Otto!
Actually, I may be a horse called Otto? Writing ”I may have cancer” as I did in a previous post, was too naively optimistic and a totally wrong belief. Since then, I have been informed that I actually have cancer. … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i changes, choices, connecting, courage, create life, culture values, enslaved animals, living with chronic diseases, living with others, living with sickness, loneliness, loss, obstacles, poems by vonnely, vonnely prose
Märkt broken insulation, cancer, choices, Corona, enslaved horses, isolation, sickness treatment, välja
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