JOANNA SVENSSON

JOANNA SVENSSON

I Will Marry You

I will marry you

In all of my future lives

For you have lit the stars

On my dusky path of life

A path full of stones

Which I used to stumble and fall upon

My eyes could see nothing

For the straight jacket of darkness

Made me blind

Blind and unseeing

Unseeing what was good

In the one that had hurt me

So many times

Because of no reason

Just because – just because

I have asked myself

So many times – so many times

Why?

Although I knew

I would never get no answer

But then you

Came into my life

Like a burning torch

With warmth and love

And kind words of comfort

And I will never

Ever forget

When I first saw

The stars of hope

Light up

I saw them

In your eyes

Suddenly my road of life

Became lighter – lighter

Easier to bare

Suddenly I felt love

Love in full bloom

All around me

Everywhere

Your power of love

Your strength

Reflected in me

Comfort and security

And now I know

No matter how

The day our bodies

And our souls

No longer dwell

Upon this solid earth

I will marry you

In all my future lives

For you have

For ever more

Lit the stars for me!

The Power Of Mind

Between heaven and earth

Somewhere in the universe

Words are floating

Waiting to be born

Waiting to be real

Words that will describe

What does not yet exist

They are weightless yet

But they will be born

With the power of mind

In the almighty universe

And you may be surprised

That everything is possible

If you just dare to look

Beyond borders of boundary

The words that want to join

But does not yet really dare

To enter the dark cloak of rules

Rules made by mankind itself

Because how shall they be written?

How should they be used?

How would you spell them?

And what would they really mean?

Some words are just lovely

Big and strong and filled with endless beauty

Some words are just shy and feeble

They carefully peer from behind the clouds

The words that come

Will always wants

To speak their minds

Occasionally

They want to come out

They want to get in

They want to reform

They want to provoke

To challenge and enrich

To expand and beautify

All tongues of the world

Each language on earth

To make up rules for them

Is actually

Quite presumptuous – but still

The ones who do it

Use words

That already exist

They claim to be educated

They say that they are wise

They pretend to be well red – Oh, well!

But truly – they just borrowed

From the language of the universe

Between heaven and earth

Somewhere in the universe

Words are floating

Waiting to be born

The power of mind

Gives them air to breathe and spirit to live

And sounds of the universe are softly whispered

To the new dawning light

Of a new dawning day!

Where Poetry Is Born

I see before me

Gardens suspended

Pendulous

between heaven and earth

Gardens floating

Filled with blooming unborn thoughts

Filled with blooming unborn words

Filled with blooming unborn colours

Slowly ripen

Slowly materializing

Through different kinds of colours

Through different kinds of feelings

Some of them will be beautiful and sensible

Some will touch your heart and your soul

Some will get sad and sorrowful

Because they haven’t yet ripened

Some have already frozen – in their own sorrows

Every thought hustles and bustles

Everyone wants to be there

But it’s the poet who decides

Which words and what thoughts

Should be chosen

To reflect the poem

If you want to be loved

And to feel real love

You have to sow

With small seeds

With the words of love

In the pendulous gardens

Floating between heaven and earth

But if you only look back

And do not look forward

Not even over the edge of what’s real

Then the poem gets dark

The poem gets heavy

The poem gets sad

And it pulls you down

Instead of lifting you up

And then you fail to see

The meaning of each life

So, if anyone but me

Sees the pendulous gardens

Please – with the power of thoughts

And with encouraging words

Let the pendulous gardens

between heaven and earth

Be filled with unborn thoughts

Filled with unborn words

And filled with unborn poems

That slowly materializes

Through beautiful colours

And wonderful wonderful feelings!

To Greata Thunberg

Greta – you are like a

new-born star of hope

Born in the bitter dark reality

A reality that is about to turn pale

A reality that is about to vanish

You with your warm feelings

and your solicitude of our planet

You dare to protest

and fight with strong words

against powerful men

You refuse to accept

That the trees are singing

Their swansong

You refuse to accept

That the winds are dancing

Their dance of death

You have seen

That heaven is crying

And sheds its tears of pity

Over our existence

You, Greta, are like a new-born star

of hope!

When Nightshape Slowly Falls

When twilight slowly comes

And doors of magic open up

My heart gets filled with

Enchanting comfort

That tonight

Something special

Is about

To happen

The garden already whispers

Rumours of what’s going to be

The full moon enlightens my thoughts

With its golden

Magic force

Then suddenly

I feel the instant presence

Of a parallel world of the past

I feel strongly

The nearness of the master

He who so skilfully painted

The puppy field behind our house

The master who I met

In our garden – on our meadow

So many times – so many times

And he knows my admiration

For his great work of art

He knows I adore his magic

That’s why he comes

When summers moon is full

And its light flows golden yellow

With all its might

With all its might

That’s why he visits me

And together

We share a glass of wine

The door of magic

Is always open

When the full moon shines in

When the night shape’s slowly falling

And doors of magic open up

that’s when everything

Once more can happen

Over and over

Again and again!

JOANNA SVENSSON

JOANNA SVENSSON. She is a Swedish poet, writer and novelist and has been writing and publishing her works ever since her early teens. As a poet she has at present five published books of poetry. Two published in the USA in 2019. Two fiction novels as a writer and a third with five short stories is well on its way. She has participated in several anthologies over the years and 2019 she has been awarded 1st prize at the Bucharest. International festival of literature for her novel “Tajemnica Medalionu” which is being translated into English at the moment. She is also very active in both Swedish and Polish literary society and she participates in several international prose- and poetry festivals around the world.