Kategoriarkiv: poems

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 … Läs mer

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August is coming

  The summer is almost gone, August comes this weekend. It’s the last summer month in the Scandinavian landscape. It will get dark earlier now and deeper with pitch black and chilly nights while the days still will be nicely … Läs mer

Publicerat i authenticity, autumn, Autumn poem, become old, body image, coping ability, courage, create life, darkness, desirers, diseases, fragility, loss, missing, old age, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry | Märkt , , , , , , , , , , | Lämna en kommentar

A scarred memory

      One hour before midnight the darkness falls and the days continue to pass by one by one I sit in silence in shadowed rooms where my life take place with shards of broken dreams on the floor … Läs mer

Publicerat i life and love, loners, loss, lost romance, melancholy, memories, missing, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, remembering, separated, with or without you | Märkt , , , , , , , , , , , , | Lämna en kommentar

”Lover please!”

You don’t want me anymore, but I miss you, he wrote I will never stop love you, my dearly beloved, he wrote I tried so hard all the time to please you and the more I tried, the more I … Läs mer

Publicerat i inspiring songs, lost romance, love story, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, relationships | Märkt , , , , , , | 2 kommentarer

When my lonely heart calls

I saw a smile and I thought it was for me. But it was just life that fooled me again. You can’t trust anyone, can you! What I thought was kindness was just my blindness. I looked around for him … Läs mer

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I didn’t like that book

I have found a love, but he is not for me. I understand what he said, but still he is a loving friend. Then the other man who, is like a leech on me never let me go free. It … Läs mer

Publicerat i books, lost romance, love books, poem in English and Swedish, poems by vonnely, Poetry, summer romances | Märkt , , , , , | Lämna en kommentar

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 … Läs mer

Publicerat i fatigue, fragility, gloom, lost, poem in English and Swedish, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry | Märkt , , , , , , , , , | Lämna en kommentar

Hassan

His publisher told the media that his death was a disaster. Yet now he is with the stars above and he has left the battlefields behind him with all the scribblers on the literature pages in newspaper in Denmark and … Läs mer

Publicerat i about writing, copied lyrics, dreamers, immigrants, inspiring writer, loners, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, reading, rebellious lovers, repression and borders, romance, sadness, troubled life, words, writing | Märkt , , , , , , , , , , | Lämna en kommentar

I may have cancer but at least I’m not a horse called Otto

  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 and over again – because … Läs mer

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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 … Läs mer

Publicerat i gloom, loners, loss, poem in Swedish and English, poem in Swedish translated to English, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, summer poem, summertime | Märkt , , , , , , , , | Lämna en kommentar

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 … Läs mer

Publicerat i aging, distance, gloom, loneliness, loss, melancholy, mind thing, poem in English and Swedish, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, summer poem, summertime, with or without you | Märkt , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Lämna en kommentar

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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As the world appears (barber wire haiku)

As the world appears Why bother picking flowers? And why fall in love? Barbed wire Flower The power of tyranny Hong Kong Orchid Tree Trump and Xi Jinping like monsters in ancient myths kills our single lives What to dream … Läs mer

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Came to mention Ezra Pound

                As visiting the library, we came to talk about a certain Fantasy writer, my son surprised to find that author’s books still at the shelves. This because as he said of the … Läs mer

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(Hidden) thoughts / Trolls bursting

(Hidden) thoughts Hidden behind gloomy winters, hidden behind now June’s sweet greenery, hidden behind light makeup and polite smiles, throngs my thoughts like ugly trolls about all the dreary and sad that has been. A depressing thinking about all falsity … Läs mer

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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 … 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

Publicerat i distance, forgetting, free, loners, lost romance, oblivion, poem in English and Swedish, poem in Swedish and English, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, summer poem, summertime | Märkt , , , , , , , , , , , , | Lämna en kommentar

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 ”Dear John” letter, answering ”Missing you”

(pastiche) In English below Käre John! Om jag nånsin tänker på dig drar jag en lättnadens suck Jag är fortfarande här ensam och du långt härifrån Jag antar att du undrar varför jag dumpade dig, men hur länge kan ett … Läs mer

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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 … Läs mer

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The promised land of the Cinnamon Bun

Cinnamon buns are ”public domains”, anyone everywhere can copy them, to eat and enjoy. But everything written online, even on a blog, is copyrighted. You cannot copy my writing and not take all or part of my written material as … 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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You Ain’t Seen Nothing Yet!

                  Fy fan för äldreboenden, ättestupa och hurtig underhållning med Evert Taube! Jag skulle hellre äta råttgift än att bo där! Den sen decennier bortgångne och mytologiserade trubaduren Taube är sannerligen ingen … Läs mer

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The Day cools down / Dagen svalnar

  Tiden har gått och dagen svalnar, men ett sårat hjärta blöder ännu lätt. Ett ansikte stelnat som en mask och tårar, dolda. Salta åkrar ger ingen grodd och ingen skörd. Fridfull ter sig din ofrid när som natten nalkas. … Läs mer

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Crowding nightlife, daylight dying (keeping the distance)

A 19 years old guy in Gothenburg at night interviewed at the TV news, tells there are no ”rules”, ”I can stand here on this street if I want to and we can go to the bar over there if … Läs mer

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Farewell Agadir!

Farewell Agadir, we never met in your narrow alleys or on your beaches. Your white sins and dirty morals! Closed eye, blinded in contempt for your betrayals, lament and false tears. Farewell Agadir, black light, we never met in true … Läs mer

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Ramadan in the Nordic light is a tricky story

 In English below Ramadan i Sverige är en kinkig historia, vilken tur att den infaller under våren detta år, då kan man be 20.30 och äta fort som (…) för att sedan slumra halvannan timme, äta och be igen. Så … Läs mer

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Rain in May and potting soil

(In English below) Jag tänkte gå ut och köpa något (Microlax, toalettpapper och blomjord) Men det regnar idag (också), bra för grönskan och jag kan vänta med att gå ut nån dag till, det kan inte regna för evigt heller! … Läs mer

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Aging female body (part I and II)

He made me hate my aging body, as mercilessly mirrored when I dress in the hall looking at these undeniably saggy boobs and right before, in the bathroom caring for what’s secretly hidden ”down there” my flaccid pussy prickly dry … Läs mer

Publicerat i aging, alienation, become old, body image, changes, closeness, create life, desirers, dreamers, falsity, fears, fragility, images, life and love, loneliness, lost romance, lost trust, maturity, old age, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, relationships, vulnerability | Märkt , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 2 kommentarer

The footprints we make in others

Like you smitten me and like I smitten you to burn, to then disappear and become to ashes. A petrified footprint found in Kenya 1.5 million years old. The olden tales about lost paths and of grievous searches for the … Läs mer

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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 … Läs mer

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My new neighbor upstairs (Min nya granne)

Translated to English below   Jag har fått en ny granne en trappa upp. Min son hemma på besök för några veckor sen, sa att det hade varit mycket spring i trappan under dagen (jag sov). Det var min nya … 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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April 2020, fears and balcony dreams

Written in Swedish and then translated to English  When I see the few people on the streets nowadays, I see not only the people who seems to ignore everything but their own living: I can see fears in the others’ … 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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Det svåraste / The Hardest

(translated from Swedish) There will be days we will never forget, but will want to forget, there have been days we thought we could never live on with, but still we did and it is like a silencing shame and … Läs mer

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A ”But?” poem

My son buys books online and got an offer to get three books for the prize of two and he offered me this ”free” book, which I’m very thankful for. I wanted Rainer Maria Rilke “The Book of Hours Das … Läs mer

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Keeping the distance

Don’t shake my hand and don’t stand too close! No cheek kisses and no hugs – don’t make your moves too soon! We fear the other and stay at home, no matter believers or non-believers, Lady Corona is equally infectious … Läs mer

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The end of a high flying romance (quarantine)

I have nothing to say to you that could be of any comfort to you. For once, the saying ”you reap what you sow” fits good when about you! I don’t feel anything yet, no anger or bitterness or sadness. … Läs mer

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I have decided to be happy!

I turn 71 in April and I may reach 75 – or 74, but that would be too sad short to imagine. I hope to be at least 85 and still be movable. Let’s say I’ll have 15 years left, … Läs mer

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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 … Läs mer

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Three weeks today

Three weeks today, right! And it’s hard, hard, hard! It’s right hard, right now! A love like a picture book we awhile leafed through?      

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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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Married to the blues

Married and buried in longing for you, my loneliness singing a blues forever. I wonder who’s kissing you now and if you eat properly? Is it any raining out? Do you still go to the mall on Saturday to then … Läs mer

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Cleaning old data

Jag låter datorn rensa bort onödiga filer. Om bara min hjärna vore lika hygglig och rensade bort alla onödiga filer i alla dess vindlande vrår! Plågor, vrede och skam som en gång var! Det är sen natt och jag avslutar … 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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Disguised Poetry (Samtida diktkonst)

  Under ytterrockar, bakom ansiktsmasker framträder dagens svenska poeter, såsom saudiska kvinnor går på en gata, förklädda. Hellre beläst skriva om Ovidius eller Sapfo än som ett ”jag” skriva om en trång förhud. Endast romanförfattare jagar sin jagiskhet i avsaknad … Läs mer

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Sharing same heart

I am fine and everything works well don’t worry about me, but take care of yourself. I miss you too of course: two far-off continents and two souls apart, still we share one same heart.   Jag mår bra och … Läs mer

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