Kategoriarkiv: friendship
Out of the gloom, a New Year’s greeting for 2021
A New Year’s greeting (written on December 30th, but never sent in full). Hi there my friend! I will break my last days silence only to send you a New Year’s greeting! But sorry to say, I’m still a … Fortsätt läsa
Not much Joe Biden will be able to do
Not much Joe Biden will be able to do. Unite what is divided may not be done. But to sow seeds of hatred will decrease and precious plants of respect for equal rights of others’ views will visibly grow. … Fortsätt läsa
How does a horse want it?
This post is alternately in Swedish and English, but I hope the reading will work for you! Jag tänker fortfarande ibland på hästen Otto – vad hände med honom? Har han äntligen kommit till ro och fått ett hem och … Fortsätt läsa
Her best friend (republished)
From July 2014, the original in Swedish on 17 July, the translation now rewritten. She once had a best friend and Ralph was his name and he had a wife, Lena, and three children and one cat and he built … Fortsätt läsa
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. … Fortsätt läsa
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 … Fortsätt läsa
December morning
It’s a winter morning, December 13, 2017. The celebration of Lucia Day. Our Queen of Light and Hope come to visit the North one of the darkest days of the year. It is a kind of magic ritual. But we … Fortsätt läsa
Gothenburg November 17, 2017 The meeting that never occurred
Gothenburg November 17, 2017 The meeting that never occurred – if you are looking for news about the summit in the world wide press, such as CNN, ABC, BBC and all the other big ones. Swedish media, on the other hand, … Fortsätt läsa
(A rose to my) cyber friends
I go to bed late at night and before I fall asleep I recall the past day – and I ask myself “Is this all there is to my life?” I wake in mornings facing … Fortsätt läsa
Haiku poems in November
She talks to him in her mind: “I miss you now – surely! But it’s good it ended before it began. Might be my big luck you spared me from you!” November now mourn what once glowed in September. Santa … Fortsätt läsa
Unrequited attraction – and how it was with Laura (Petrarch)
Those guys, I’ve stood at their doorsteps shouting ”oh please, not again this shady shame! Just stay low and let it be like it should be”. But they were never able to. Attraction can never be told to be… … Fortsätt läsa
November, and winter will come
November and I fear winter coming. I wish me cosiness, but so far it’s only a longing and a ”write about”! To whom will I write, now when I have lost my most devoted friend? Friendship is such a matter! … Fortsätt läsa
Friends again?
Hey pal, you know I couldn’t and I wouldn’t kiss you to make up with you, but we could be friends again, if we would forgive and forget what we never should have said. And … Fortsätt läsa
I went downtown and picked up my new eyeglasses
I went downtown last Monday and picked up my new eyeglasses. The day after I felt like I peeked at life through a keyhole. It was… probably my new spectacle frames – because now firstly I … Fortsätt läsa
Boring buddy boy
Boring, boring buddy boy – deal with such, it’s like sweeping the floor or set the clock! Oh, buddy boy, before you make demands on your buddy woman, your fully matured sweet old and hot and … Fortsätt läsa
He walks in rain
He take walks in rain for hours in nights, without umbrella and gets soaking wet, yet his young blood keeps him warm and vibrant. This is what I love to do, he said to me. I said, your walks are … Fortsätt läsa
I can’t quit you, buddy!
A tribute to a friend and to blues music. I love Buddy Guy and blues music. Oh buddy, what will I do the time you’re gone! Sure, we’re ”just friends” with no obligations, acquaintances for some time … Fortsätt läsa
The other one
Some people have a certain talent to make you feel unloved, never answers on what you actually told, but lecture you and then blame you for it, twisting your words. You know the guy simply was a jerk, yet it … Fortsätt läsa
A day in January
As often, I have spent time before noon reading online newspapers. It’s January now, the month when the light returns and the days gets longer. The dark season recedes! It is cold out and yet the sun shines bright through … Fortsätt läsa
Event in June
He said “Hello how are you, can I get to know you? I’m Rachid from Morocco, I work at Renault Nissan factory and right doors is my specific job” and as rapidly as the swallows fly at a summer sky, … Fortsätt läsa
I stood before you like a trusting child
I stood before you like a trusting child, but you had only eyes for your own needs You were able to hurt me and you did – for no reason what I know, now rises a new morning and I’m … Fortsätt läsa
Betrayal is betrayal
Yes good, so we can say goodbye with no hate between us, you said and smiled. You can only dream of that, I said, of course I will hate you and judge you for this, you are just an asshole … Fortsätt läsa
If please me is what pleases you
You told me once that all you want with me is to please me, and then I said to you: ”If please me is what pleases you, I want you to please me, because I want to please you too.” … Fortsätt läsa
Hard winter storm tonight
hard winter storm tonight; your frozen hands and your closed heart; your homeless eyes – you are like an orphan in the night; a man with no song, and wherever your unwept weep go, it’s not to me, no – … Fortsätt läsa
Där ord inte är brygga / Beyond words
Där ord inte är brygga finns händer och ögon och våra hjärtans fasta dunkanden, vad som är blod och tarmar i mig är detsamma i dig, så kom inte till mig med prat om ”kultur”, kom inte med ”religion”, kom … Fortsätt läsa
This day, whenever I come to think of you
This day, whenever I come to think of you it just ends with I start to weep. My mother used to say ”no point cry over spilled milk”, but she too often said one thing – and then did another … Fortsätt läsa
Like a potsherd
Your kindness brought me home again. But was it love? You picked me up and throw me back, as I was nothing but a potsherd to find and leave behind. But I had a crush on you, … Fortsätt läsa
We walk on the edge of despair
We walk on the edge of despair, unhappy as hell, and you tell me there are times, there are times! And I say – yes, I know about it… We’re simply two pity petals who fell of the set tables … Fortsätt läsa
She once had a best friend
this is a translation of the poem posted July 17, ”Hennes bästa vän” She once had a best friend and Ralph was his name and he had a wife, Lena, and three children and a cat, and he built them a … Fortsätt läsa
Jag vill vara / I want to be
jag vill vara din bror jag vill vara din hund jag vill vara din dörrmatta jag vill vara skeden i din mun jag vill vara täcket om din kropp jag vill vara… Hursomhelst, ring mig… I want to be … Fortsätt läsa
Hennes bästa vän
(I write in Swedish this time, maybe I’ll translate it later.) (”Once she had a best friend”) Hon hade en gång en bästa vän och Rolf, det var hans namn och han hade en fru, Lena, och tre barn och … Fortsätt läsa
Haiku: Loving friend
Beaten to ground, Heaven sent me an angel to raise me up.
He said “Promise me that you shall not mention me on your blog ever”
… a friend on line said to me while I was my working with this entry “Well, promise me that you shall not mention me on your blog ever” … and I couldn’t resist the temptation to use that striking … Fortsätt läsa
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