Kategoriarkiv: fatigue

Wounded, we will walk scarred from this time

      And snow finally came over here with the new year. Cars in dangerous driving in storms and snowdrifts. The weather bureau stated repeated warnings. And southward at my locality, slippery icy walkways and most like me stay … Fortsätt läsa

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”Enough is enough”

  Mostly I met people at treatment days, I was cared for. After the surgery there were a change. Last the nurse showed me to an empty narrow room with 3 black chairs, like in a minor hairdresser salon. I … Fortsätt läsa

Publicerat i alienation, fatigue, gloom, hard times, illness, life crises, life turns, living with sickness, loneliness, lost, lost trust, obstacles, poems by vonnely, sickness, surviving, troubled life, unhappiness, vonnely prose, vulnerability | Märkt , , , , , , , , , , , | Lämna en kommentar

January, returning light

                  I woke up now, one of the first days in the light-returning January. But it felt dull gloomy autumn. It was the day after a far long way travel to finally … Fortsätt läsa

Publicerat i arduous times, fatigue, hard times, poem in English and Swedish, poems by vonnely, Poetry, recuperation, sickness, struggles, winter, Winter heart | Märkt , , , , , | Lämna en kommentar

Fatigue

My words have left me. I feel my body strained beyond its limits. And my mind has got enough and turns away. No more demands on me now.     UTMATTNING Mina ord har lämnat mig. Jag känner kroppen, ansträngd … Fortsätt läsa

Publicerat i fatigue, illness, incapacity, living with sickness, lost, poem in English and Swedish, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, words | Märkt , , , , , | Lämna en kommentar

A soldier of love

  I have a lover man in my stable: what to do with a domestic who does not want to be free? I have nothing at all to offer him as my heart and body are drier than all the … Fortsätt läsa

Publicerat i body image, changes, diseases, fatigue, fragility, gloom, inspiring songs, life and love, life crises, life turns, living with chronic diseases, living with sickness, loneliness, lost, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, sadness, sexuality, sickness, unhappiness | Märkt , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Lämna en kommentar

Numb!

Magnificently shot out of life’s catapult in the air, born free and landed hard, where were you then? Between battles, when loneliness and emptiness and my smallness spreads, where are you then? Those weary breaks between struggles kill more than … Fortsätt läsa

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The pains where my soul is seated

        If my soul has a place in my mortal body, then it hides behind the lower tip of the right shoulder blade. You were always on my back and pushed me with your intensity and tough … Fortsätt läsa

Publicerat i back pains, body image, fatigue, life and love, love story, missing, old age, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, relationships | Märkt , , , , , , | Lämna en kommentar

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

Publicerat i about writing, aging, authenticity, desirers, dreamers, dreaming, fatigue, life and love, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, relationships | Märkt , , , , | Lämna en kommentar

An actual description

”Keep smiling” is the worst advice and pressure people can ever put on themselves and others. It should belong to ”the human rights” to be able to talk about melancholy moods without getting moralizing from someone, and not least from … Fortsätt läsa

Publicerat i darkness, fatigue, fragile, lost, obstacles, poems by vonnely, Poetry, sadness | Märkt , , , , , , , , | Lämna en kommentar

Friday now again – and I’m just tired!

No, I’m not breaking up I’m just too tired and too old for smileys, what about an old fashioned conversation improved over ”keep smiling”? Another week has passed and I look in my bathroom mirror at that whey-face looking ”before” … Fortsätt läsa

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Love gives depth and color to life

              Love gives depth and color to life. Without love, live becomes grayish, dull and pale and two-dimensional like a yesterday’s newspaper page, tattered full with house flies poop, it’s just nonsense script. I … Fortsätt läsa

Publicerat i dreamers, fatigue, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, sadness, web papers | Märkt , , , , , , , , , , , | Lämna en kommentar