Kategoriarkiv: life turns
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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Entrance 34 Oncology Clinic (I’ve seen love)
I’ve seen love I’ve seen love in real life in the lobby of the Oncology Clinic at the University Hospital nearby where I live, a man in his early 80s sitting by … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i aging, armed loneliness, become old, body image, changes, diseases, hard times, healing, illness, life crises, life turns, living with chronic diseases, living with others, living with sickness, loneliness, loss, lost, love dream, memories, old age, poem in English and Swedish, poem in Swedish translated to English, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, relationships, sickness, struggles, troubled life
Märkt at hospital, åldrande, cancer, cancer treatments, coping life, diseases, leva med sjukdom, se andra, se kärlek, seen love, watch others, watching people
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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
Publicerat i arduous times, armed loneliness, borders, changes, choices, coping skills, courage, create life, culture values, cultures, darkness, dreaming, falsehood, falsity, fate, fears, fooled, forgetting, fragility, garbage, hard times, hate, hope, human cruelty, human rights, images, inspiring literature, inspiring writer, life and love, life crises, life turns, living in the world, living with others, loss, lost, lost romance, lost trust, melancholy, memories, moods, morality, nobody's somebody, oblivion, obstacles, opportunities, paradigms, past, poem in Swedish and English, poem in Swedish translated to English, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, politics, present time, reading life, reality, remembering, repression and borders, restrictions, roots, seasons, sowing, spring, vår, vårvinter
Märkt create life, historical ignorance, living in the world, nutid, present times, repression and borders, selfishness, Spring coming, vårens ankomst
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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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”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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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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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
Publicerat i abuse, alienation, create life, culture values, falsity, friendship, hope, human cruelty, human rights, life turns, listen more talk less, living in the world, living with others, morality, November gloom, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, politics, repression and borders, social movements, troubled life
Märkt bad loser, create life, dark forces, Donald Trump, dreams, giving hope, hope, Joe Biden, light, living in the world, presidential election US, repression and borders
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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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November, the second
November, the second. Hard winds are blowing outside my windows, as in a riven hostile world, seen alone on TV news. I feel bare trees freezes, at times I walk on the shiny black wet sidewalks there slippery golden … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i absence, alienation, armed loneliness, Autumn poem, darkness, distance, life crises, life turns, loss, lost, missing, November gloom, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, repression and borders, sickness, troubled life, vulnerability, Winter heart
Märkt alone, Autumn poem, coping life, Corona times, dystra tider, höstrusk, living in the world, loneliness, November storms, relationships, repression, troubled world, world crises
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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
Publicerat i about writing, abuse, animal rights, body image, diseases, friendship, frihet, healthcare meetings, human cruelty, life turns, living with others, living with sickness, paradigms, poems by vonnely, politics, prose, reading newspapers, rebellious lovers, relationships, Sweden view, Swedish "culture", visionaries, vonnely prose, web papers
Märkt awareness, blinded animal owners, bröstcancer, cancer, change thinking, create life, djurhållning, enslaved horses, hästliv, hästrätt, horse life, horses, life conditions, medvetandegörande, repression, tänkande
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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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I was young at a time when…
In English below Jag var ung i en tid när man kunde sätta tiden på sitt armbandsur efter tåget, varje avgång exakt på minuten. Jag var ung i en tid när ”tiden” var lika förutsägbar som ett brev på … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i alienation, beliefs, changes, choices, create life, culture values, faith, life turns, living in the world, lost, lost trust, morality, paradigms, poem in Swedish translated to English, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, politics, present time, repression and borders, Swedish conditions, Swedish poem to English, Swedish souls, unhappiness
Märkt alienation, archetypes, estrangement, framtidstro, future faith, lost dreams, repression, tidsandan, time changes
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Hidden in the shadows
He want to stay standing in the shadows, hoping for a glimpse of her whom he cannot forget about. He’s stubborn and want to believe that his life depends on her come to turn around and get a little … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i diseases, life and love, life crises, life turns, living with others, living with sickness, longing, lost, poem in English and Swedish, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, relationships, sickness, unhappiness
Märkt alone, borders, breaking up, broken heart, cancer treatment, cancerbehandling, coping life, förlorad, livskriser, loss, lost self-confidence, love and life, repression, sickness, sjukdomstid
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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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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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I may have cancer but at least I’m not a horse called Otto
texten omstruktured 24 juli 2020 I may have cancer but I am not born and not living in Yemen. I may have cancer and I certainly have arthritis but I’m not a horse called Otto, sold and returned, over … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i abuse, animal rights, body image, coping skills, culture values, diseases, life turns, living in the world, living with chronic diseases, Living with chronic pains, living with sickness, morality, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, politics, rebellious lovers, refugees, surviving, Swedish "culture", Swedish conditions, troubled life, welfare
Märkt animal treatment, cancer, injustices and discrimination, repression, sickness, society and the individual
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(Unable to) turn life around
To turn around to look in another direction seems easier than it actually is: you have your blinders on and you get stuck into one or the other futility and makes it to something utterly essential. Your mind becomes your … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i aging, coping skills, incapacity, life turns, loneliness, loss, lost, past, poem in English and Swedish, poem in Swedish and English, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, sadness, troubled life, unhappiness
Märkt a bird in hand, coping life, create life, deadlock, loss, lost, mentala bilder, oförmåga, tänket
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