Etikettarkiv: coping life

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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(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

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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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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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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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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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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

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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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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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Lady Corona: heaven can wait, we old don’t want to die!

”I wanted to live,” said a 92 years old Louise in a report on Swedish TV news and in an interview in the Swedish tabloid Expressen. She has survived both covid-19 and intensive care and has now been discharged from … 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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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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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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Do I really dare to leave home?

  It’s evening and I want to go out for a short walk. But do I really dare to leave home? I read on some website that about 46 % of us over 65 who falls cannot get up on … Läs mer

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The day after the storm

It’s the morning after the storm, I make my tea and give the cat tuna. I start my laptop and leave for the web, having tea and cheese sandwiches. I note with relief I don’t miss him as I feared … Läs mer

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Left over, me!

  I don’t know what was true and not true with him. He always said he was not a liar and I should trust in him and I believe he honestly believed in that. More I will never know. That’s … Läs mer

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Kindly kill yourself on an unnoticed day

It is a popular game, blaming others! Everyone points fingers at everyone and nobody is good enough: you’re white not good, you’re black not good, you’re a ”leftie” not good, a ”right-wing” not good, you’re a criminal not good, homeless … 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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One-man riot

There are riots in Hong Kong, there are riots in Paris and in Barcelona. There are riots in Bagdad and the cities around in Iraq as well as in cities in Iran as Tehran and around in the country, tell … 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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A love thriving in our longing

  I still think of you the first thing I wake up in the morning and I miss you on my lonely evenings: someone to talk to. And sleeping and dreaming I get lost in scary nightmares. But as soon … Läs mer

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Ice cream dreams (the end of the road)

  It was down minus 25C in Nikkaluokta last night, that would be alike minus 77 Fahrenheit in USA. There I am it’s only +3C and to me that’s far too freezing cold. I have never been in Nikkaluokta, even … Läs mer

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October, haiku

I October colors and the Earth still carry us: November comes next! II She still thinks of him like birches gold on the street. But not so often. III Rain and autumn gloom, and missing stings inwardly. Blue hope in … Läs mer

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Nuts from Turkey, and the nutcases ruling the world

One of the days in late September I felt a sudden yearning for nuts and I didn’t found any in the pantry and then I realized that it was some time since I ate any nuts at all. Mostly, I … Läs mer

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Changes (living in a ”free” world)

There will be some changes on this blog until I paid the fee getting me free from ads. (Meaning some of my entries destroyed by inserted ads are now set ”private” not visible for a while.) If only the ads … Läs mer

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100 years after him

100 years after him I will be no longer! Nor the memory of what never became. 100 years and he will not be either. His dreams for sale; my words remains like lost birds, scattered in the sky. It’s over. … 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 never tougher than the rest

Well, it’s Saturday noon and you’re gone into the blue. I kept an eye on you a while, maybe you did it on me too. It’s true I ran off first because you caused us so much stress. Once you … Läs mer

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Three times, three roses

Lars Forssell  (Swedish poet) (1928–2007) Odysseus på Ithaca (from the Swedish poetry collection Telegram, 1957)In the Greek tale, the hero is captured on the island Ogygia by the beautiful nymph Calypso who seduces him with her love and songs. But every … Läs mer

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All the difference

  Every evening after dark I take a 12 minutes’ walk around the block. Nor have I ever said, ”I want to be alone. I only said, I want to be left alone.” It is the Garbo truth: ”There is … Läs mer

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At my age! (2) (prose)

”At my age anything unexpected that isn’t medical or mortal should be celebrated.”A quote attributed to Kathleen Brennan.               If any say ”at my age”, she’s for sure not 6 years old… or 20 … Läs mer

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At my age!

I came old and stood at the edge, mirrored nothingness fearing but fighting, as faced the end of the mortal “me” Then I met him, a freedom fighter for his own good only He caught me and brought me a … 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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At 70!

Vid 70 har man samlat på sig berg av illusioner, förlorade, återvunna, återfunna. Livet går vidare, javisst! Men själv har man nått sin vägs ände och går inte längre med. Och sedan då alla dessa berg som skymmer den fria … Läs mer

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(Mind matter) Märka ord

Märk nu mina ord, jag besökte er ett tag, men var verkligen aldrig där: ett vingslag mot din kind i natten, du rös till litegrann. Vi bor i Sverige men lever i världen. Våra tankar borde vara såsom svalor i … Läs mer

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When the passion is gone

              When the passion is over you thank your lucky stars for being able to cross the wasted land for fresh water without get a headshot from your ex beloved. There is a road … Läs mer

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The road to let go

  3600 miles as the crow flies from your heart and body, 4500 miles on roads where my feet have never walked. Years have passed and how far have we come, tell me! And how long do I have to … 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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”I’m fine, thanks!”

I looked after you and found you in my heart, that which I lost given it to you. You hold yourself back with these ”I’m fine”. With time, it’s like serving a chicken to a lion. We are like prisoners … 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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Unhappy, although I’m loved (forget me not)

        I’m unhappy, although I’m loved. And I tell myself every day to be content with what I have, but that doesn’t make me feel better. Unsatisfactions eats my soul like mice making hole in a pantry … Läs mer

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Free ticket to Erdogan?

After the two last awful years living in the worl and trying to cope with it – now 1919 will come – and yes asking, what will come next? President Trump announces American troops will leave Syria, claiming ISIS now is … Läs mer

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Moving into gloomy November

  Two weeks not a word from you is a very long time, two weeks at a new place is too short to feel home. I’m tired and worn out after all hassle with the move and I wonders about … Läs mer

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The need to create holiness (Save Our Souls!)

If there is no Paradise, then it’s truly urgent we invent such a space having power to provide forgiveness for all the evil deeds we are forced to witness in our time and to an extent we can hardly cope … Läs mer

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Impossible love

  When I think of him (all the time!)… there’s not so much about having distinct thoughts as about a constant inner awareness, perceiving his existence. He is a living presence in my soul. Living streaming water… But when this … Läs mer

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Chinese drama, Internet use and Swedish matters of the heart

According to Swedish newspapers reports in September were public institutions in Sweden such as Sweden’s television and the Ministry of Foreign Affairs exposed to massive attacks by Chinese internet trolls. The affected have confirmed that ”an increased activity has been … Läs mer

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