Kategoriarkiv: troubled life
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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”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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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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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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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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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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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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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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”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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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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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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I have lost my long-sightedness
I have lost my long-sightedness outdoors. Trees and streets and buildings and people seems like dissolved in a slightly blurry haze. The diabetes nurse does not recognize the symptom, the oncologist nurse does not recognize the … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i create life, desirers, gloom, joy, life crises, loneliness, longing, loss, lost, melancholy, poem in English and Swedish, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, reality, relationships, repression and borders, troubled life, trust, walk of life, walls
Märkt feel joy, känna glädje, kortsynt, loneliness, long perspectives, loss, lost love, perspectives, perspektiv, regain hope, repression, shortsighted, visions
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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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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 … Fortsätt läsa
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 Danish poet, hating hypocrisy, living in the world, lonely heart, loss, lost love, passion, repression, repression and borders, young death, young warrior
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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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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 … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i about writing, armed loneliness, create life, dreamers, fragility, frihet, grief, living in the world, lost trust, poem in English and Swedish, poem in Swedish and English, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, politics, rebellious lovers, repression and borders, summer poem, summertime, surviving, troubled life
Märkt övervåld, borders, coping life, create life, dream of love, dreams, injustice, missing, oppression, orättvis värld, rebellious lovers, repression, samhällsbilder, tyranny, unhappiness
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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 … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i courage, create life, living with sickness, obstacles, poem in Swedish and English, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, reality, troubled life, trust
Märkt confidence, coping life, health check, sunlight, trolls
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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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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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The potential slayers / dräparna
To take part in a mass demonstration during a pandemic is like completely drunk get in a car and drive off, regardless of whether one can kill or injure someone through this lack of judgment. Whoever does such is a … Fortsätt läsa
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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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 … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i abuse, aging, alienation, become old, distance, falsity, fears, human rights, living with others, living with sickness, loneliness, loners, politics, prose, separated, Sweden view, Swedish "culture", troubled life, welfare
Märkt ageism, apartheid, åldersdiskriminering, åldersklyftor, Corona, corona-ättestupan, elderly care, oldies
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Medelklassens hastiga uppvaknande (What is ”normal” and to whom?)
Read this post in English here below Jag läser om morgonen en krönika i en morgontidning om att vi aldrig ”efter detta” (pandemin!) kan gå tillbaka till det ”normala”. Det vill säga förgifta jorden. Äga förmågan att uppleva vad som … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i courage, culture values, cultures, diseases, fears, fragility, happiness, human rights, immigrants, living in the world, living with sickness, morality, nature, poems by vonnely, prose, reading newspapers, reality, sentimentality, Short prose, spring, Sweden view, Swedish "culture", Swedish conditions, troubled life, unhappiness, welfare
Märkt covid-19, kultursidor, medeklassögon, middle-class-eyes, normal life, normalt liv, virus, vitsippor, wood anemones
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