Kategoriarkiv: left aside
Breast cancer as a personal experience (I)
Ingress So kindly pestering, again and again I’m asked to stay in the care plan. I’m asked to act against my will for my own good. It’s simply disgusting. I I knocked on a door … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i alienation, armed loneliness, choices, create life, diseases, fragility, grief, illness, left aside, life crises, life turns, living with chronic diseases, Living with chronic pains, living with others, living with sickness, loneliness, loners, loss, lost, lost trust, opportunities, poems, poems by vonnely, reading life, repression and borders, sadness, single-handed voyage, surviving, troubled life, vulnerability
Märkt alone, breast cancer, cancer care, cancer erfarenhet, cancer treatment, coping life, experiences of health care, loss, repression, svensk sjukvård
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January snow, heavy boots (Old age 3)
Chilly but giving a lot of light, the snow creaking under the soles of my heavy boots. Don’t we all welcome the returning light in January, multiplied in the reflecting snow drifts? Yes, we do, old as well as … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i ageism, aging, arduous times, fragility, left aside, loners, longing, morality, old age, old-timers, poems by vonnely, reality, Short prose, sickness, snow, social movements, welfare
Märkt ageism, aging, coping life, dreams, human touch, invisible lives, loneliness, repression, sjukdomstider, weaknesses
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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 aged life, aging, alone, dream of love, grow old, living in the past, loneliness, lonely heart, lost libido, lost lovers, lost romances, love and life, love memories, old and frail
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The piano
My mother bought a piano with many years of payments, hoping it would prevent her youngest daughter to leave her alone and unsupported. As a child cannot be hindered from growing up and start its … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i create life, fears, fragility, hope, incapacity, left aside, life crises, loneliness, loss, obstacles, opportunities, parenting, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, poverty, remembering, roots, to die, troubled life, unhappiness
Märkt aging, alone, breaking up, broken heart, coping life, create life, dreams, dysfunctional families, family bonds, growing up, hope, loss, memories, mothers, parenting, repression, separation
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On my mind today
No nausea today. Well, almost nothing and just a little pain in my legs and head, but just a little. So I’m doing relatively well. Still some embarrassing dysfunctions in my bowels, yes. But reaching old age – over … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i create life, distance, fragility, left aside, life turns, poems by vonnely, politics, sickness, society, walls, way of life
Märkt dependency, digitization, emotional needs, healthcare, lifestyle trends, obsession, smartphones
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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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The empty easel (Det tomma staffliet)
In English below Det tomma staffliet, svart lack i bordsmodell. Pannåer, fortfarande höljda i sina plastomslag. Vaxkritor för barn, nu sparade och nedpackade i en resväska i hård papp från 40-talet förvarad under en säng, bara flyttad på … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i artistry, create life, creativity, dreamers, incapacity, left aside, loss, lost, past, poem in English and Swedish, poem in Swedish translated to English, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry
Märkt borttappad, depression, förlorade liv, incapacity, invisible lives, lost lives, nobodies, oförmåga, ouppfyllda drömmar, unfulfilled dreams
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Time on hand!
When you’re 71 as I am now, how much time do you have on hand? That’s what you secretly wonder while keeping up the appearances, smiling. But, over time you have toughened up, the soft paw shows the claw … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i ageism, aging, fragile, left aside, life turns, old age, old-timers, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, time sense
Märkt aging, ålderstänkande, åldrande, coping life, create life, free time, loss, mature people, repression, tid för andra, time for others, time on hand
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Midsummer Dreams in the freezer
Lonely men All these lonely men, where do they all come from? And to what will they go with all their dreams, kept strictly secret in their hearts, and at their backs and behind harsh smiles? … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i aging, alienation, beliefs, diseases, dreamers, fragility, left aside, loneliness, loners, longing, lost, melancholy, poem in English and Swedish, poem in English to Swedish, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, reality, summer poem, summertime, Sweden view, Swedish "culture", Swedish souls, unhappiness, vulnerability, walk of life
Märkt aging, alone, coping life, dream of love, loneliness, lonely heart, longing, Midsummer Dreams, nature walks, overbalance, repression, sadness, trekkng
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Harsh wind, some reflections
The rain ended and the summer heat came but the harsh wind has stayed. And it is hard-bitten merciless. My balcony plants looks like terrified puppies. My mother heart aches for little ones. I’m worn out from … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i alienation, courage, culture values, distance, falsity, fears, fragility, grannar, grief, human cruelty, human rights, left aside, living in the world, loneliness, loners, loss, lost trust, morality, neighbors, obstacles, old age, poem in English and Swedish, poem in Swedish and English, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, politics, poverty, present time, sadness, Sweden view, Swedish "culture", Swedish conditions, troubled life, vulnerability
Märkt abandoned, abandonment, äldrevården, övergivenhet, broken heart, coping life, corona-ättestupan, covid-19 Sverige, ensamhet dubblad isolering, Erich Maria Remarque, gamlas liv, loneliness, lonely heart, loss, Natt i Lissabon, relationships, repression, sadness, The night in Lisbon
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Neither for nor against (The Swedish approach)
In English below I Jag är inte med dig, jag är inte mot dig jag är mittemellan dig och alla, intryckt nedtryckt under din höjda arm, näsan begravd i din armhåla, du stinker: byt deodorant! Eller: håll avståndet. II Sluta … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i abuse, armed loneliness, become old, betrayal, culture values, diseases, distance, falsehood, fears, fooled, fragility, human cruelty, left aside, lies, living in the world, living with others, lost, morality, old age, poem in Swedish and English, poem in Swedish translated to English, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, politics, reality, satire, Sweden view, Swedish "culture", Swedish conditions, to die, troubled life, vulnerability
Märkt abandoned, age discrimination, age-apartheid, ageism, aging, coping life, corona in Sweden, corona-ättestupan, covid-19, den svenska modellen, gamlas liv, levnadsvillkor äldre, repression, the Swedish approach
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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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Elderly balance (single-leg stance)
When 18 people read my texts I exist. Otherwise it is not much with that, unless I not wake up in the night with cramps in one lower leg, then I surely know I’m alive. I hear on the TV … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i about writing, aging, alienation, armed loneliness, authenticity, become old, body image, courage, create life, creativity, culture values, dreamers, fate, fears, fragile, grief, happiness, human cruelty, left aside, living with chronic diseases, loneliness, loners, loss, lost, lost trust, maturity, melancholy, memories, morality, obstacles, old age, opportunities, past, poems by vonnely, politics, poverty, reading life, reality, repression and borders, Short prose, Sweden view, Swedish "culture", Swedish conditions, unhappiness, visionaries, vulnerability, walk of life, walls, with or without you, words, writing
Märkt aging, alone, balance, bli sedd, breaking up, create life, dreams, living in the world, loneliness, loss, on poetry writing, readers, repression, sadness, visible, yoga
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Left over, me!
I don’t know what was true and not true with him. He always said he was not a liar and I should trust in him and I believe he honestly believed in that. More I will never know. That’s … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i changes, images, left aside, loss, love story, melancholy, poems by vonnely, Poetry, prose poem, reading life, reality, relationships, sadness, secret love, Short prose, single-handed voyage, unhappiness
Märkt abandoned, alone, breaking up, broken heart, coping life, dream of love, loneliness, lost love, relationships
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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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Teeth, to be or not to be (Tänder, att vara eller inte vara)
I stared in complete shock at the pieces of plastic in my hand! Then I phoned the dentist office. I visited the dentist the very next day. And I was told that maybe my broken partial denture can be repaired … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i aging, authenticity, become old, create life, left aside, living with chronic diseases, Living with chronic pains, loners, loss, sexuality, Sweden view, Swedish conditions, welfare
Märkt aging, coping life, exposed loneliness, old teeth, periodontitis, repression, sadness, stigma, tänder, teeth
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All the difference
Every evening after dark I take a 12 minutes’ walk around the block. Nor have I ever said, ”I want to be alone. I only said, I want to be left alone.” It is the Garbo truth: ”There is … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i alienation, armed loneliness, authenticity, courage, create life, fragile, left aside, loneliness, poems by vonnely, Poetry, reading life, unhappiness, walk of life
Märkt "your choice", alone, borders, coping life, environment, freedom, inconvenient people, living in the world, loneliness, lonely heart, obekväma människor, odd, omgivning, pushy people, solitude, trapped, udda
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(Mind matter) Märka ord
Märk nu mina ord, jag besökte er ett tag, men var verkligen aldrig där: ett vingslag mot din kind i natten, du rös till litegrann. Vi bor i Sverige men lever i världen. Våra tankar borde vara såsom svalor i … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i about writing, alienation, create life, cultures, dreamers, free, frihet, left aside, living in the world, love poem, morality, paradigms, poem in Swedish and English, poem in Swedish translated to English, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, politics, reality, relationships, repression and borders, svalor, Sweden view, Swedish poem to English, vår
Märkt alone, coping life, create life, left aside, living in the world, outsider, passion, relationships, repression, repression and borders, tänka fritt, trust, vår svalor
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