Kategoriarkiv: dreaming
Ashes, (Poetry crumbs 2)
I What does a heart sing about when the fire of love dreams has burned down and died? Does it sing at all? Are the days like ash just gray with no goal and direction? The ashes still warm lacks … Fortsätt läsa
Already July?
It rushes by so very fast, the Swedish summer. Already now in July I can feel a lurking anxiety that soon it will be all over with all the greenery, the flowers and bright light nights for a coming darkness … Fortsätt läsa
The dream to get to hold the red rose of love in hand
He said he wanted to be with me and for a while I let him keep on with it He enchanted his own mind to believe this ”we” was true and real, but I knew, sober as … Fortsätt läsa
Jag läser dig in i mina drömmar (I read you into my dreams)
Vägen är lång och verkar vara utan ände. Jag minns dig min vän från innan dagarna vände. Men även om du nu är borta och mitt hjärta känns tömt, finns du ännu i allt vad jag en gång drömt. Jag … Fortsätt läsa
Windy sunny spring
It’s windy, it’s sunny out there,all while I slowly recover indoors.Weak, I thought I had a burn-outand hit the floor alone in the night.I could have died, but I didn’t know.And now I just sit here and look out.The April … Fortsätt läsa
Promising crocuses
I go out on a Monday in March and I see something green pop out of the soil in the flowerbed outside the front door. I go out on a Tuesday and I can then see, ”yes, that green is … Fortsätt läsa
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
The cat knows
The cat lies heavier than its weight across my thighs with its nose deeply hidden in the bend of my arm. She purrs of course, I don’t have to tell you that. It’s afternoon and I wish a longing for … Fortsätt läsa
Will it be summer sometime this year?
Will it be summer sometime this year? Shall the flowers yet bloom unknowingly? Can what’s soft maintains on thistle fields? In January when the light return little by little our hearts are still stuck frozen in ice and snow. Alike … Fortsätt läsa
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 … Fortsätt läsa
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 … Fortsätt läsa
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 … Fortsätt läsa
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 … Fortsätt läsa
Weak sleep and bladder and dreams
I barely slept last night One hour at a time and I had to pee more than once, and when dozing I got the dream that all my hair had changed to white, but when I … Fortsätt läsa
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 … Fortsätt läsa
Laundry day
Had a hard day taking the laundry An afternoon nap and I slept deep Woke and my hand searching you and got the fur of my sleeping cat Me and Cat in a freshly made bed My body is a … Fortsätt läsa
Three times, three roses
Lars Forssell (Swedish poet) (1928–2007) Odysseus på Ithaca (from the Swedish poetry collection Telegram, 1957). In the Greek tale, the hero is captured on the island Ogygia by the beautiful nymph Calypso who seduces him with her love and songs. But … Fortsätt läsa
Tom talks to my young suitor
He think I’m weak and he think I’m fragile, yet he cling to me harder than glue. I want to die with him inside me, but I don’t know if I ever will be able to live with him … Fortsätt läsa
You fill my dreams with desires!
Du är inte ett dugg trevlig, men alldeles för svår! Men ändå får du blodet att rinna ned till mina lår, och för att säga sanningen, också vad där emellan. Uttröttad snubblar jag och faller på mina egna tår, … Fortsätt läsa
A romantic dream in color
I heard it said in the old days it’s rare to dream in color. But I now read on the web it’s rather the opposite? I don’t know if it is true or not. My dreams usually vanish from my … Fortsätt läsa
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 … Fortsätt läsa
Pink dreams
She could hardly sleep at all last night and yet she woke up at four in morning, went up for coffee and checking internet, then quick back to bed to sleep and she woke up again after two dreaming in … Fortsätt läsa
”I’m fine, thanks!”
I looked after you and found you in my heart, that which I lost given it to you. You hold yourself back with these ”I’m fine”. With time, it’s like serving a chicken to a lion. We are like prisoners … Fortsätt läsa
Vanity dreams getting you
To have someone special in your mind is not the same as to have that person in your life. No, it’s not! Time is passing and I fear you and I, we are … Fortsätt läsa
Such is our togetherness (Sådant är vårt tillsammans)
I sit in my living room reading a novel that annoys me because its boring banality, even if I realize that is precisely the subject for the novel. (Loneliness in a spoiled middle class family, have it all and … Fortsätt läsa
”It could be worse!”
Have a bad government with confused ministers who don’t know how to find their own hands in their pockets, wishing for another reign but realise the alternative we would get an even worse government that is not footed, but for … Fortsätt läsa
Longing for the sea (längtan till havet)
I have lived at inlands my whole life. Now with age it feels as if the inlands choke me and I’m longing to the sea. But I feel trapped in poverty and my lack of health and supporting friends. You’re … Fortsätt läsa
I’m sorry
Was I stupid, or was it you who misled me on purpose? No matters! We have all our desires. And I don’t want to blame any of us, but to say ”I’m sorry it became as it became”. As these … Fortsätt läsa
I met you in my dream / Jag mötte dig i min dröm
I met you in my dream and we walked hand in hand on a beach below a city I have never seen and you told me ”I will never forget you” and I woke … Fortsätt läsa
I vintertid, fritt efter Rimbaud
I vintertid färdas mina rosa drömmar vida till blåa säten i en täckt vagn där kyssar, vilda göms i varje mjuk vinkel och vrå Du sluter dina ögon mot isens kyla mot svarta demoner och vargar som yla här kan … Fortsätt läsa
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