Kategoriarkiv: forgetting

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

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Lost libido, lost lovers

One, I met one time but I never got to know him. One I got to know but I never met him, not even one time. (Oh, in my youth age, there were some in real: and I regret there … Fortsätt läsa

Publicerat i absence, body image, create life, forgetting, fragility, grief, heartache, illness, incapacity, left aside, life and love, life turns, living with sickness, loneliness, loners, longing, loss, lost, lost romance, lost trust, love poem, love story, memories, missing, nobody's somebody, obstacles, old age, opportunities, past, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, remembering, sadness, secret love, sentimentality, sexuality, sickness, single-handed voyage, struggles, troubled life, unhappiness, vulnerability, walk of life | Märkt , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Lämna en kommentar

I am nobody’s somebody

I am nobody’s somebody. Someone out there! In here and yonder you, I’m you nobody! Who hardly knew me, neither my dreams. I miss someone, nobody.   I eat the summer greenery with my eyes, to feed me in the … Fortsätt läsa

Publicerat i distance, forgetting, free, loners, lost romance, oblivion, poem in English and Swedish, poem in Swedish and English, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, summer poem, summertime | Märkt , , , , , , , , , , , , | Lämna en kommentar