Kategoriarkiv: loners

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 … Läs mer

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Lonely geranium / Ensam pelargon

Always, you and I (a love thing) always argued always led to a breakup always missing you Vi (en kärleksgrej) vi grälade jämt vi gjorde jämnt slut till slut vi saknar varann Lonely geranium I and summer came but the … Läs mer

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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 … Läs mer

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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? … Läs mer

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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 … Läs mer

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A poor man’s longing for love and a woman

Dan Andersson “Jag väntar vid min mila”. Translated to English by me (note, for private use only on this blog, not to pass on in other contexts). I’m waiting at my charcoal pile I’m waiting at my wood fire while … Läs mer

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Thistles

  Life hasn’t been good to me so far, so why do I bother to put seed in the soil? I never felt people were there, I fought alone and all I got was meager harvests. And thistles on my … Läs mer

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Told in parentheses

  (In brackets!) An aged poet wrote: ”Undvik inte extasen, nu när torkan alltmer breder ut sig, över de inre fälten.” (Do not avoid the ecstasy, now when the drought is spreading, over the inner fields.) I barely know what … Läs mer

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Corona apartheid

The Corona strategy  has created apartheid in Sweden of the elderly instead of a fair and equal lockdown of the whole society. After the Easter weekend, the voluntary restrictions no longer work among common people, some just going wildly at … Läs mer

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Det finns en stad (There is a city)

Det finns en stad där ingen sover på natten. Drömmarna är hemlösa där och härbärgen saknas, då ingen vill vidkännas denna brist. Jag bor i en annan stad. Jag inte är hemma där. Min tillhörighet vilar i kontaktlösheten och det … Läs mer

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Extra Everything!

        I don’t ask for much, but more than I can get! I want a big pizza, with Extra Everything and a pension that would last for a whole month. I don’t ask for much, not like … Läs mer

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A low-priced life // Fattigpensionär

            In my universe it’s rather empty, even the cat rejects the low-price tuna fish from supermarket to then run around in fury in my two-room flat when I tell her it’s what you get … Läs mer

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In your absence

      It’s three AM and too late to say good night as you must be already sleeping. If you are okay, are you? I also need sleep, but I want to stay awake a little more to think … Läs mer

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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 … Läs mer

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Visiting the local library

                I (Friday, February 7) It is a Friday noon and I’ll wash my hair and when it has dried, I intend to take the bus to city and walk from there to … Läs mer

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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 … Läs mer

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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 … Läs mer

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I know Sophie

I know Sophie, she lives upstairs and sometimes when I meet her at the front door she says a shy ”hi” and hastily takes the stair home to her own. Neighbors say she has lived here for a long time … Läs mer

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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 … Läs mer

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Loneliness is a treacherous haunting guest

That feeling of loneliness now sudden fills me up is a treacherous and haunting guest. When it hits, it permeates your soul and force you in desperation to meddle with the wrong kind of people, just to get some company … Läs mer

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Done with men (färdig med karlar)

I’m going to read 100 novels and then die! But if when 100 done, I still have time left, I will read 100 more novels and list the first hundred and the other 100 and meanwhile my double bed will … Läs mer

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I was easy forgotten

I was easy forgotten just piece of a game the One knew words not ever compassion heart split and alone moving on shattered tears hidden in heart smiles cover up pains

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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. … Läs mer

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Where the birches rustles their summer song

When one goes, the other is seen left behind: But the former will be what comes. The other: the laughing gentleman, now ridiculous naked butt as the fairy tale emperor: but still haughty he gabbles his garbage. Far after the … Läs mer

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I met him on the internet

          I met him on the internet, and that is something I will always regret. He had pics of sparkling eyes, a lovely smile. Charmed, I was thinking I will chat for a while. But soon … Läs mer

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What you deserve is not always what you get

Haven’t you forgot something, I asked. No why, he said. I said, it’s my birthday today! OMG!, he said, happy birthday to you and I love you and I wish I was there now to celebrate you! Well, I’m used … Läs mer

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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 … Läs mer

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The elevator (invisibilized)

                  The lady in the elevator looks down on you, but what do you care! You’re going up and she’s going down, you’ve nothing to share! Mistreated all your life, people now … Läs mer

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Making an apple cake for one

In English below! Jag står i köket en dag och gör en äppelkaka för en då jag hör ett stillsamt skvalande från en granne, jag hoppas att det är från kranen i dennes kök, men nej – strax därpå följer … Läs mer

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Voices speaking to the melancholy Swedish soul

It’s the underlying lost melancholy white tune in Springsteen and Harris voices beyond any lyrics, music sets and genres. It sneaks out on you, forces itself on you, it’s you far from forged reality grilles. And it tells of the … Läs mer

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Moving, still steady

I’ve lived in this house for ten years but for the last years I’ve mostly been online, it all while I tried to shake off my feelings of wearing a cooling suit of loneliness and desolation. Solitude has for long … Läs mer

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The bike accident

I had an accident with my bike on Thursday 30 August as passing through the hospital area. I was on my way downtown to the local library. Over the last decade, extensive new construction of the hospital area is carried … Läs mer

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To stay authentic within the limits of life

        He had been her friend and guardian angel for long as he had held the gate to the tomb of loneliness locked and at the same he had kept a door ajar to what could have … Läs mer

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Anyway

  Now the sun shines happy on a blue sky and the heat in my body rises high. But nobody loves me anyway! At night, the summer fever makes me groan in my single bed with sweaty sheets, all alone. … Läs mer

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Walk with me

Walk with me in your mind barefoot on the hard rocks along the shore one more day.

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Single ”forever”

If you wonder if I miss you the answer is simply ”yes”. All other answers are ”no”. If you can forget me: good! If you can’t: just live with it. And the same goes for me!   You said your … Läs mer

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Old Woman Blues

It’s a sad thing to have become an old woman, living alone with a cat and a TV set, desperately longing for a warm hand and a little sympathy and someone to talk to: easy victim of wreckers.  

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All that I have (yet another wonderful summer)

And yet another wonderful summer. Biking to a lake, reading a book and drink coffee from a thermos and eat cinnamon buns, sticky in the heat – and breadcrumbs and ants all over the blanket. (To bike slowly home in … Läs mer

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A humble man with a heart

It was a Monday in the beginning of April this year and I had an appointment with my dental hygienist the very same morning. It turned out to be a meeting including more than a cleaning of teeth, but resulting … Läs mer

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The persistent presence of your absence

The persistent presence of your absence: you are never in my room, but always in my heart! We are living with longing, you and I, not with each other such we desire! Dazzling days, the dark and lonely nights. Sometimes … Läs mer

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Three kind of ”missing you” days

I’m struggling with three kinds of “missing you” on a daily basis. There’s a gloomy kind of missing when I have a sickness day and see an ugly and unattractive woman in the bathroom mirror, if in morning or midday … Läs mer

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I am a private person

I am a private person who is living with words and only with words. It’s so easy to make me feel uncomfortable. But my words are all public and accessible to everyone, yet my words are not touchable (unfortunately, not … Läs mer

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