Kategoriarkiv: gloom
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
Publicerat i create life, culture values, cultures, darkness, desirers, disappointments, dreamers, dreaming, gloom, grannar, images, life crises, living with others, loneliness, loners, loss, love dream, melancholy, neighbors, opportunities, poem in English and Swedish, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, sacred, seasons, summer poem, summer romances, summertime, Sweden view, Swedish "culture", Swedish souls, winter, Winter heart
Märkt alone, create life, dreams, dreams of happiness, fearing winter, relationships, sadness, summer dreams, Summer stress, Swedish summer
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Rainy chilly May
In a weeping May you long for the heat of June. When all will be good! I gråtande maj längtar man junis värme. Då allt ska bli bra!
Publicerat i gloom, haiku, hope, poem in English and Swedish, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, springtime, summertime
Märkt chilly rain, cold spring, dreams, hope, longing, majväder, regn och rusk, sommarlängtan, summer dreams
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Snöoväder (Heavy snowfall)
Idag drar ett snöoväder fram där jag bor och polisen säger i radio att folk i området ska om möjligt hålla sig inomhus stanna hemma Today it’s a snowstorm over us here where I live … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i absence, authenticity, gloom, incapacity, loss, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, snow, winter, Winter heart
Märkt caught in trivialities, coping life, lonely heart, loss, lost dreams, snöoväder, snowfall, winter storms
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A Monday morning among others
En måndagsmorgon bland alla andra Katten har skitit i badrummet dörren står vidöppen mot vardagsrummet och det stinker men min näsa är bortvänd och doppad i en litteraturrecension i en dagstidning online men svenskheten … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i alienation, gloom, loneliness, lost, poem in English and Swedish, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, reading, reading life, reading newspapers, Winter heart, words, writing
Märkt book reading, books, boring day, dull Monday, kattskit, library visits, literature reviews, loneliness, lonely heart, longing, rainy day, sad rainy day, sadness, svenskheter, vardag, weekday
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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 abandoned, alone, biverkningar, breast cancer, cancer treatments, cancerbehandling, coping life, loneliness, recover from cancer, repression, sadness, side effects
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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
Publicerat i armed loneliness, diseases, distance, fragility, friendship, gloom, grief, hard times, healthcare meetings, hope, life crises, living with others, living with sickness, loneliness, obstacles, poems by vonnely, Winter heart
Märkt alone, coping life, ensam-helg, gloom, icy holes, jul-depression, loneliness, motgångar, New Year's Eve, patient-trauma, repression, sadness, setbacks
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Gray December days
These endless gray-dark days in December which overpower us and wraps us in damp embraces: we are just alike a soaked biscotti falling apart in cooled coffee and the discomfort penetrates our bodies and souls, we shudder in a … Fortsätt läsa
Standing at a bus stop a gloomy grey day in December
I’m standing just after noon at a bus stop outside a distant Supermarket. It’s Sunday the second of Advent and this day must be the most humid and gloomiest day ever of this month, if not the gloomiest day … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i beliefs, cultures, darkness, gloom, hard times, images, life crises, life turns, living in the world, living with sickness, maturity, melancholy, obstacles, paradigms, past, poems by vonnely, present time, prose, reality, restrictions, Short prose, troubled life, way of life
Märkt challenges, change thinking, coping life, difficulties, improving thinking, living in the world, pandemic, personal life, repression, utmaningar, world problems
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Modest life (Gråväderstider)
Gloomy moods Gloomy tiring times and every day pass by unlived Weight off sickness Pandemic Country Welfare system kneels, robbed by profit villains ”Still I will rise” Women lying ward-tied, armed with PICC lines Like heroines they endure cures … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i armed loneliness, darkness, diseases, gloom, hard times, healthcare meetings, longing, loss, lost, melancholy, poem in Swedish and English, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, restrictions, sickness, welfare
Märkt alone, bistra tider, cancer treatment, coping life, gråväderstider, modest life, nattmat, nightmeal, pandemic, repression, single life, sjukdomstid
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Dansar ensamma (Dancing alone)
Started up writing in Swedish and then in English and Swedish simultaneously. In English below Dansar ensamma Under pandemin dansar vi ensamma. Hör vaken hjärtats dunk i singelkudden Mina tomma händers längtan efter en räddande Ängel Grådunkeltider Nu i … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i darkness, desirers, distance, dreamers, gloom, loneliness, loners, longing, poem in Swedish and English, poem in Swedish translated to English, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry
Märkt alone, coping life, dancing alone, dansar ensamma, dreams, keeping distance, lonely heart, longing
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Take a chance on me
Translated into English below De hårda vindarna har lagt sig. Regnbyarna har dragit sig tillbaka. Dunkel dager, gråmulen himmel och klart kyligare. Jag står vid middagstid utanför sjukhuset och väntar på en taxi hem. Den är … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i Autumn poems, diseases, gloom, hope, inspiring music, inspiring songs, joy, living with sickness, moods, poem in English and Swedish, poem in Swedish translated to English, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, trust
Märkt confidence, coping life, create life, dreams, frame of mind, hope, living with illness, mood
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I have lost my long-sightedness
I have lost my long-sightedness outdoors. Trees and streets and buildings and people seems like dissolved in a slightly blurry haze. The diabetes nurse does not recognize the symptom, the oncologist nurse does not recognize the … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i create life, desirers, gloom, joy, life crises, loneliness, longing, loss, lost, melancholy, poem in English and Swedish, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, reality, relationships, repression and borders, troubled life, trust, walk of life, walls
Märkt feel joy, känna glädje, kortsynt, loneliness, long perspectives, loss, lost love, perspectives, perspektiv, regain hope, repression, shortsighted, visions
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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 aging, baldness, borders, broken heart, cancer treatment, coping life, fed up, loneliness, longing for freedom, lost appearance, lost flavor, lost joy, lost lust, lost strength, love and life, powerless, relationships, repression, weakness
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Captured by the cancer treatment procedure
In Swedish below For half a week this post has only had the headline and nothing more has been written – and that tells it all about my current experience of being … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i changes, diseases, gloom, left aside, life crises, life turns, living with chronic diseases, living with sickness, loss, lost, melancholy, poems by vonnely, prose
Märkt avhumaniserad sjukvård, övergiven, överkörd, cancer treatment, coping life, dehumanized, loneliness, medical treatments models, repression, sickness, sjukvårdsbehandlingar, trampled on
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Bald Beauty in Autumn
What a beauty I have become, bald like trees in late autumn!! Winter come! Snow, cover me! What is precious about my life one sometimes asks in despair: one life that will … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i autumn, Autumn poem, create life, diseases, gloom, joy, living with sickness, poem in English and Swedish, poem in English to Swedish, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, sickness, trust
Märkt Autumn poem, baldness, cancer treatment, confidence, convalescent, coping life, encouraged, keeping the faith, recover from cancer, sickness, sjukdomstid, trust
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Pee in my tea (an ordinary day in the middle of the week)
I browsed this morning through a blog written for about 3 – 4 year back in time to last year, a woman writing about getting a treatment of breast cancer. It was with long … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i changes, cultures, diseases, gloom, human cruelty, immigrants, life turns, living with chronic diseases, Living with chronic pains, living with others, living with sickness, obstacles, old age, poems by vonnely, prose, reading life, Sweden view, Swedish "culture", Swedish conditions, Swedish souls, troubled life, words
Märkt bulldozer attitudes, cancer treatment, conflicts in health care, guiding nurse, health care staff, hidden racism, lost day, support that fails
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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
Publicerat i fatigue, fragility, gloom, lost, poem in English and Swedish, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry
Märkt between fights, breaks, exhausted, lost, mellan striderna, mellan varven, slutkörd, trött, weakness, weariness
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Rainy July
Now damn it’s fucking raining again and life is as banal as a country song. In the corner the TV shows reruns of reruns while the night darkens toward a new day which will be as soaked as the … Fortsätt läsa
July gloom
And the rain keeps on pouring from the sky, my balcony plants flooded into rotten roots. A face fades away and the days’ grays, alike my hair while my lonely heart shrivels. And I feel like I am sinking away … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i aging, distance, gloom, loneliness, loss, melancholy, poem in English and Swedish, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, summer poem, summertime, with or without you
Märkt abandoned, aging, alone, broken heart, coming, depression, gloom, horisonten, horizon, loss, lost love, rain, sad heart, summer gloom
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Moses Tegnell med sin stafettpinne leder svenska folket genom Corona-pestens ökenlandskap
Moses Tegnell with his baton leads the Swedish people through the desert landscape of the Corona plague De rör sig ur dunkla dis, de sågs aldrig komma I fängelser utan dörrar, tror vi att vi ska överleva… De dirigerar förlusterna … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i abuse, alienation, armed loneliness, betrayal, borders, copied lyrics, creativity, culture values, darkness, desirers, dreamers, faith, falsity, fragility, frihet, gloom, hate, hope, human cruelty, human rights, inspiring literature, inspiring music, inspiring songs, left aside, lies, living in the world, loneliness, longing, loss, lost trust, melancholy, memories, morality, opportunities, parenting, poem in English and Swedish, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, reading, rebellious lovers, repression and borders, roots, sacred, satire, Sweden view, Swedish "culture", Swedish conditions, Swedish souls, to die, transformation, translations by vonnely, troubled life, visionaries, vulnerability, walls
Märkt "Sverigebilden", Anders Tegnell, Fadime, finding light, free interpretation, fri tolkning, J M Baule, mortality, samhällsbilden, society and the individual, Sweden Corona solutions, tidsbild, time image, translations, unga döda, Yahya Hassan, young migrants
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Laura
Inspired by Francesco Petrarca’s courtly love poems to Laura de Sade I And ever since the day you died, my Laura, my heart is an empty deserted grieving tomb. I dreamed about you in lonely bachelor nights, my feverish body … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i about writing, absence, authenticity, closeness, create life, desirers, dreamers, gloom, heartache, inspiring writer, life and love, living in the world, loneliness, longing, loss, love poem, love story, morality, obstacles, past, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, politics, reading, reality, rebellious lovers, relationships, romance, satire, sentimentality, sexuality, vulnerability, with or without you, writing
Märkt absent lovers, Black Death, closeness, courtly love, dream of love, fears, frånvarande män, hövisk dikt, healing love, Lady Corona, long distance love, loving care, närhet, omsorg, plague, reality, romance, scholars
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Lost love, gloom forever to be
I never got to know you in this all real world, where one breathe, eat, shit and pay the rent. But still, it was meant to be, you and me. Yet your demanding impatience (as I … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i aging, gloom, grief, life and love, loneliness, loners, loss, lost, love story, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, reality, relationships, vulnerability
Märkt aging, alone, breaking up, broken -hearted, dream of love, loneliness, lonely oldies, loss, lost love, relationships, repression, sadness
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A lonely blues around the corner
The whole fucking me is like an emergency Hole in the heart, the claw of abandonment Easily forgotten, lone blues around a corner He told I’ll love you forever true forever was short like a little star afar that twinkle … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i blues, dreamers, gloom, heartache, left aside, loneliness, loners, loss, love poem, missing, poem in Swedish and English, poem in Swedish translated to English, poems by vonnely, Poetry, relationships, romance, sadness
Märkt abandoned, alone, breaking up, broken heart, dream of love, loneliness, lonely heart, love and life, missing, repression, romance, sadness
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Remembering (All Saints’ Day)
What olden dead can be deader than those who were once buried in graveyards which were later abandoned to become desolate churchyards? Decades and centuries have passed by those wasted and neglected places and curious but yet rare visitors can … Fortsätt läsa
Ensam saknad viskar / Lone missing whispers
Oktober glöder, även i duggregn. Men en trötthet håller mig nere. Jag önskar mig ett ”hej” från dig, men ändå inte. Vi alla här lunkar kalla mot kala träd och gravsång- er i dyster nordisk november grå. Inomhus, ensam saknad … Fortsätt läsa
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