Kategoriarkiv: Poetry
The last post of this blog.
This is the last post in this blog. Writing this post is Alexander, Yvonnes son and it is with great sorrow and sadness I write this post. The 27th of october Yvonne Bly, my mother, died after a few months … Fortsätt läsa
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Märkt death, family tragedy, haiku poems, last post, loss, poem in Swedish and English, poems by vonnely, poetry, runestone, sadness, sorrow
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August moon
First Moon in August now shines, cold. Summer soon gone. And every black night ever comes to visit me. Was it just bad luck and coincidence all that which never became or went wrong, people I met? Was it something … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i loss, lost, memories, moods, past, poem in English and Swedish, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, sadness
Märkt alone, August Moon, augustimåne, avvisad, bittra minnen, create life, ensamhet, life story, lonely heart, looking back, loss, rejected, remorse, ruelse, sad heart, sad memories, sorgliga minnen
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Ashes, (Poetry crumbs 2)
I What does a heart sing about when the fire of love dreams has burned down and died? Does it sing at all? Are the days like ash just gray with no goal and direction? The ashes still warm lacks … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i aging, alienation, body image, create life, desirers, despair, disappointments, dreamers, dreaming, fragility, loneliness, loners, loss, lost romance, love dream, love story, morality, old age, old-timers, poem in English and Swedish, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, reading newspapers, reality, rebellious lovers, repression and borders, romance, sadness, separated, sexuality, writing
Märkt aged hearts, aging, alone, ashes, aska, broken heart, coping life, dream of love, gråhet, längtan, loneliness, lonely heart, longing, loss, love and life, passion, sadness
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And you let the door be open…
You let your door be open towards summer’s sweet July and let its greenery color the blood in your veins and all the ”if” and ”why” vanishes from your mind. There is no yesterday and no tomorrow and you … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i happiness, nature, poem in English and Swedish, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, summer poem, summertime
Märkt balcony time, be in the present, cats, dreams, greenery, July, summer vacations
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Thinking about Sweden and its politicians in July 2021
(An image with the famous tattooed guardian arm in the foreground, a picture nowadays thoroughly cropped by the media) On July 7, 2021, Stefan Löfven was re-elected Prime Minister of a government of Social Democrats and The Green Party (Miljöpartiet). … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i poem in English and Swedish, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, politics, prose, repression and borders, restrictions, social movements, society, Sweden view, Swedish conditions, visionaries, way of life
Märkt borders, coping life, create life, my view of Swedish politicians, Swedish crisis 2021, Swedish politics, synpunkt på svensk politik
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How I started blogging and some of my poems from previous years
It all started the rainy and cold summer of 2012. We were trapped in that gloomy dull summer never forgotten because of those days after days of never ending rain. All plans of trips and picnics became lame to then … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i about writing, online friends, online romance, poem in English and Swedish, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, words
Märkt borders, courting, create life, dream of love, handle online experiences, hantera online-upplevelser, living in the world, loneliness, love poem, my blog history, my blogging, online friends, poetry writing, rebellious lovers, selected poems
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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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The dream to get to hold the red rose of love in hand
He said he wanted to be with me and for a while I let him keep on with it He enchanted his own mind to believe this ”we” was true and real, but I knew, sober as … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i dreaming, life and love, loneliness, melancholy, memories, poem in English and Swedish, poem in Swedish translated to English, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, reality, secret love, sentimentality, summer poem, troubled life
Märkt alone, breaking up, broken heart, courting, dream of love, love story, memories, min dikt på svenska och engelska, missing you, romance, sad heart
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Man bör / One should (poetry crumbs 3)
One should (in the Swedish eye) one should be a good citizen with all what that entails: one should read books and take a walk at least half an hour every day, one should eat the right kind … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i culture values, living with others, poem in English and Swedish, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, reading life, society, Sweden view, Swedish "culture"
Märkt coping life, create life, skapa livet, social control, social kontroll, social life, svenskheter, Swedish stuff
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Between painkillers (poetry crumbs 1)
Emellan värktablett och värktablett bedövas gårdagsdröm och allt det som aldrig blir. Om vi kunde tala men alla orden är harpunerade. Emellan nuets slöjor dröjer en saknaden kvar. Between painkiller and painkiller, yesterday’s dream is stunned and all that what’ll … Fortsätt läsa
”Without Georgette, there is no Vallejo”
”Definitivamente: sin Georgette, no hay Vallejo.” quote: Miguel Pachas Almeyda the writer of “Georgette Vallejo, al fin de la batalla” (2008) from an interview at the site servindi.org/actualidad-entrevistas/07/01/2021/georgette-la-mujer-que-amo-vallejo-mas-alla-de-la-muerte (Available to read in English) He walks down the street with his … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i about writing, faith, fate, human rights, inspiring literature, inspiring writer, life and love, living in the world, morality, obstacles, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, politics, reality, rebellious lovers, romance, social movements, struggles, Sweden view, troubled life, vonnely prose, writing
Märkt "los malos", al fin de la batalla”, Cesar Vallejo, coping life, create life, eftermäle, Georgette Vallejo, gossip and slander, love and life, love poem, Miguel Pachas Almeyda, posthumous reputation, relationships, repression, revolution, sacrifice for the revolution, slander
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I wish you had been nice
I wish you had been nice. I wish I had never met you. I wish I wouldn’t miss you. You were not a man to a woman but more like an unplaned board full of prickly twigs. Every time we … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i abuse, disappointments, life and love, loss, love story, poem in English and Swedish, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, rebellious lovers, romance
Märkt besvikelse, breaking up, disappointment, disenchantment, dream of love, lost romance, no match, otrevliga karlar, relationships, verbal abusive love, vilken flopp, wasted emotions, what a bummer
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I take a walk every day
Translated from Swedish, the Swedish text below. I take a short walk every day to regain my strength in body and head. It is as it use to be, everyone has someone but I have no one at all … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i create life, dreamers, fragility, healing, living with others, loners, love dream, poem in English and Swedish, poem in Swedish translated to English, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, present time, reality, society, summer poem, summertime, surviving, Sweden view
Märkt alone, återhämtningstid, coping life, daily walks, dream of love, dreams, historic area, historisk mark, läkning, living in the world, loneliness, lonely walks, nature, nature walks, recovering time, sadness, small-town idyll, småstadsidyll, society and the individual, society issues, surroundings, svensk sommar, 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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Deleted Profile
Han har raderat sin Profil på sajten! Hur många gånger återupptog vi kontakten de få år som vi kände varandra? Fler än min familj IRL stod ut med! Jag saknade alltid den gode man han påstod sig vara. He has … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i absence, betrayal, dreamers, falsity, online friends, online romance, poem in English and Swedish, poem in Swedish translated to English, poems, Poetry, relationships
Märkt best friends, courting, dreams and reality, fake people online, living in the world, longing for others, lost internet friends, relationships, socialize online
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An ordinary Friday like all the others before
I woke up around eight o’clock and started the day, coffee and cheese sandwich, shower, google, News. At 11 AM I brushed my teeth. My hair had not yet completely dried. Curled up defiantly & stubbornly towards my touching … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i alienation, books, connecting, healing, library visits, living with sickness, loneliness, loners, melancholy, poem in English and Swedish, poem in Swedish translated to English, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, reading life, reality, sadness
Märkt alone, borders, boredom, boring life, change yourself, coping life, dreams, ensamma, everyday life, förändra livet, lacking, leda, library books, lonely heart, repression, sadness, trapped, vardagsgrått, vardagstristess
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We look at each other at a distance without words
We look at each other at a distance without words. Growing a beard won’t make you to a mature man. I have become wiser over time, but hardly younger. You can pray your prayers five times a day although … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i dreamers, loss, lost romance, love dream, online friends, online romance, poem in English and Swedish, poem in Swedish translated to English, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry
Märkt dream of love, dreams, förvillelse, hope, loneliness, lost dreams, lost online contact, love story, online disillusions, online meetings
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Vilande vulkan (Resting rage)
There are days when your heart is lost elsewhere and your brain produces thoughts that are hardly worth listening to. You feel nothing at best, but if you do then your feelings are like a low humming carpet of … Fortsätt läsa
Breast cancer as a personal experience (II)
In English below ; Jag blev aldrig rädd när jag diagnostiserades med cancer. Jag fick aldrig en kris. Jag upplevde aldrig att min kropp svek mig. Det kändes aldrig som att falla genom ett stort svart hål, … Fortsätt läsa
Jag läser dig in i mina drömmar (I read you into my dreams)
Vägen är lång och verkar vara utan ände. Jag minns dig min vän från innan dagarna vände. Men även om du nu är borta och mitt hjärta känns tömt, finns du ännu i allt vad jag en gång drömt. Jag … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i about writing, dreamers, dreaming, inspiring songs, inspiring writer, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, remembering, Tranströmer, words, writing
Märkt dreams, poetry, reading poetry
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Windy sunny spring
It’s windy, it’s sunny out there,all while I slowly recover indoors.Weak, I thought I had a burn-outand hit the floor alone in the night.I could have died, but I didn’t know.And now I just sit here and look out.The April … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i changes, courage, create life, dreaming, faith, hard times, hope, obstacles, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, spring, struggles, surviving, troubled life, vår, vårvinter, Winter heart
Märkt återhämtning, kanske sommar, recovering, springtime, summer might be
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Cut up, slow down (1)
I am angry and not sad, treated like a piece of cheese,got the moldy edges cut off to be repackaged but luckilytoo old to be placed at a sales counter again: Yes ”lucky” to be … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i alienation, arduous times, fragility, healing, healthcare meetings, life crises, living with sickness, loneliness, old age, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, sadness, sickness, Swedish conditions, to die
Märkt angry not sad, arg och sjuk patient, disease treatmentsts, healthcare system, long-term sick, rebellious patient, sjukvårdsbehandlad som en möglig ost, treatment effects
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Old and battered
I’m so old and battered in my soul and body by people and events and sicknesses, never a day without pains, some days more than unbearable, I see only two ways to go to become free and find joy, … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i alienation, arduous times, armed loneliness, become old, beliefs, changes, coping skills, courage, create life, darkness, fears, hard times, illness, inspiring songs, life crises, Living with chronic pains, old age, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, reading life, reality, sadness, sickness, words, writing
Märkt chronic pains, consolation, old and battered, sicknesses, sounds of slilence, words, writing
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Promising crocuses
I go out on a Monday in March and I see something green pop out of the soil in the flowerbed outside the front door. I go out on a Tuesday and I can then see, ”yes, that green is … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i changes, courage, create life, dreaming, healing, hope, joy, poem in English and Swedish, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, promises, springtime, vår, vårvinter
Märkt coping life, crocus, dreams, early spring, promises, promising crocuses, spring flowers, spring sun, vårlöften
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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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Spring heat in February?
The sun melts the snow But spring in February? An April Fool’s Joke! Solen smälter snön Men vår i februari är ett aprilskämt
One day life will be beautiful
(All the sadly felled forests in the past, you view them as the harmed life that became yours. And these memories weigh you down and paralyze your life force. But you cannot live like that!) One day life will … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i coping skills, courage, create life, dreamers, memories, morality, poem in English and Swedish, poem in Swedish and English, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, reading life, reality, remembering, summer poem, summertime, troubled life, trust, vårvinter, visionaries, way of life, Winter heart
Märkt blomsterängar, deforestations, förtröstan, flowering meadows, kalhyggen, life force, livskraft, lost in the past, meadows, past and present, pure confidence, summertime, tea drinking rituals, the past, trust, watering dreams
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The cat knows
The cat lies heavier than its weight across my thighs with its nose deeply hidden in the bend of my arm. She purrs of course, I don’t have to tell you that. It’s afternoon and I wish a longing for … Fortsätt läsa
Will it be summer sometime this year?
Will it be summer sometime this year? Shall the flowers yet bloom unknowingly? Can what’s soft maintains on thistle fields? In January when the light return little by little our hearts are still stuck frozen in ice and snow. Alike … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i dreaming, longing, poem in English and Swedish, poem in Swedish translated to English, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, summer poem, vår
Märkt away thistles, dreams, fly allt stickigt, goodness, longing, longing for summer, people unite, sommarlängtan, summertime, thistles
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Bingo on Valentine’s Day?
Love and lovers are not in my mind nowadays, not even today on Valentine’s Day, in spite my black lace bra: I turn 72, a breast cut away, one bra cup silicone filling. At present I lean on my … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i aging, create life, memories, missing, old age, opportunities, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, present time, vänskap, walk of life
Märkt affection and intimacy in old age, aging, alone, being together, bingo, coping life, dream of love, friendships, lonely heart, meet with people, passions lost, relationships, repression, samvaro, socialize, tillgivenhet och intimitet i ålderdomen, träffa folk, vänskaper
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Cancer and Corona (Swedish view)
You lose your hair getting your cancer treated you age ten years your bowels do not work your skin fails and your nails may fall off you wake up with nausea and … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i ageism, aging, alienation, arduous times, armed loneliness, artistry, culture values, diseases, distance, fears, hard times, healing, healthcare meetings, illness, living with others, living with sickness, loneliness, morality, obstacles, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, politics, repression and borders, restrictions, struggles, Sweden view, words
Märkt borders, cancer treatment, coping life, corona rumors, healthcare treatments, leva med corona, leva med sjukdom, loneliness, loss, pandemic endurance, pandemic times, pandemisk uthållighet, repression, ryktesspridare, selfish artists, sjukvårdsbehandlingar, Sweden's corona strategy
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Pandemic winter
Pandemisk vinter Ett tigande hyreshus Och långt mellan oss Pandemic winter Silent apartment building And far between us Pulsar genom snön, håller avståndet i kön försjunken i drömmar I trudge through the snow I keep my distance in the queue … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i absence, alienation, armed loneliness, diseases, distance, fragility, grannar, living in the world, living with others, loneliness, loners, loss, morality, neighbors, poem in Swedish and English, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, reading life, snow, winter, Winter heart
Märkt ömtålig människa, coping life, dependent, ensamhet, hålla avståndet, illness, isolering, keep the distance, lonely heart, pandemi, pulsa genom snö, sjukdomstider, snökaos, solitude, vintersverige
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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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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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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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Wounded, we will walk scarred from this time
And snow finally came over here with the new year. Cars in dangerous driving in storms and snowdrifts. The weather bureau stated repeated warnings. And southward at my locality, slippery icy walkways and most like me stay … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i absence, distance, fatigue, fears, fragility, hard times, healing, healthcare meetings, life crises, living in the world, living with sickness, loneliness, loners, longing, loss, lost, missing, obstacles, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, present time, separated, struggles, surviving, time sense, troubled life, winter
Märkt aging, alone, borders, coping life, dreams, hantera livet, livskriser, loneliness, missing others, pandemic times, repression, restrictions, sadness, sakna andra
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Rescue me!
In Africa and US people put a trust in God. In Sweden we put our faith in healthy food and state-run welfare funded by taxes. We believe people are rational and act sensibly. We all have to live captured … Fortsätt läsa
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Märkt believes, borders, coping life, cultures, different culture values, dream of love, healing times, human conditions, human kind, kärekssånger, konst och kärlek, love and art, love songs, repression and borders, trosuppfattningar, trust
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January, returning light
I woke up now, one of the first days in the light-returning January. But it felt dull gloomy autumn. It was the day after a far long way travel to finally … Fortsätt läsa
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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Thinking about getting colored pencils
Last Sunday down in town it rained nasty. Monday next, I stayed indoors. The sun was shining. Chilly, I assumed. It will be even colder before winter is over and gone and a warmer season returns. See bare trees. … Fortsätt läsa
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Märkt begränsningar, colored pencils, coping life, create life, dreams, dystra tider, gloomy times, gråa tider, greyish times, låsningar, levnadstid, living time, painting life, restrictions, Swedish restrictions, winter poem
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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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An unpleasant experience to feel like ”0”
A sudden unpleasant emotion struck me last week. My adult son had just left me after a weekend visit. On my own and alone again I was overwhelmed by a strong feeling I was nothing but the … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i beliefs, fears, incapacity, lies, life crises, lost, melancholy, moods, nobody's somebody, obstacles, past, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, reading life, roots, sadness, troubled life, unhappiness, vulnerability
Märkt alone, contempt, coping life, inferiority, inner demons, loneliness, nobody, repression, sadness, smallness, unloved
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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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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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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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Fatigue
My words have left me. I feel my body strained beyond its limits. And my mind has got enough and turns away. No more demands on me now. UTMATTNING Mina ord har lämnat mig. Jag känner kroppen, ansträngd … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i fatigue, illness, incapacity, living with sickness, lost, poem in English and Swedish, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, words
Märkt broken, exhaustion, nedbruten, sjukdomstid, slutkörd, utmattning
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