oskar hansen


oskar hansen Poems

761. Pegasus 11/12/2013
762. Pensioners 6/11/2012
763. Penultimate Day 12/30/2011
764. Peoples Bible 8/17/2013
765. Perfect Blush 5/15/2014
766. Persecution Complex 6/24/2011
767. Pets 9/14/2012
768. Philosomite 11/15/2014
769. Phobia 11/13/2011
770. Pig Farming 1/29/2009
771. Pigeons 7/12/2011
772. Ploughed Fields 12/15/2010
773. Poet Without A Pen 3/30/2011
774. Poetry By Numbers 11/5/2014
775. Poetry Collections By Jan Oskar Hansen 11/16/2011
776. Poetry Readfing Sonnet 4/9/2015
777. Poet's Tree 1/14/2009
778. Poet's Tree (Rewritten) 1/15/2009
779. Porto He Said 2/24/2015
780. Portugal 9/4/2013
781. Portugal In May 5/6/2012
782. Portugal In September 9/27/2011
783. Posh Avenue 9/17/2014
784. Posh Poetry 1/4/2013
785. Pre Beatle Fame 2/13/2014
786. Pre Spring 1/26/2010
787. Precious 10/12/2014
788. Prevarication 9/5/2013
789. Prima Vera (Spring) 3/23/2012
790. Privatization Of Terror 4/24/2013
791. Prologue 12/19/2013
792. Promenade 9/24/2012
793. Prostitution 9/18/2013
794. Proverb 6/28/2014
795. Psychopath 2/5/2009
796. Published Poet 4/7/2015
797. Racial Fear 5/26/2013
798. Rain 10/3/2013
799. Rainbow Coalition 1/19/2009
800. Rainbow Snow 4/1/2011
Best Poem of oskar hansen

...And It Was Her Summer

…And It Was Her Summer


“Go back to the children’s home, she said I have no work and
can’t afford to keep you” Late June afternoon she sat on a bench
with a man I didn’t know. The man smiled I didn’t like him, but
took the coins he gave me to buy an ice –cream for; I was still
hanging about so mother got up and slapped me across the face.
”Get lost you stupid boy! ” My face was burning I threw the coins
into the lake and ran away. When I stopped running it was night
and I could see sheep in a field, I was tired and cold, thought of
seeking shelter in a...

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The Sea

The Sea.

I was an orphan lost on the vast plateau
of land till I came to the coast and saw
the sea wench all beginnings sprang;

yet I swim close to shore where the sea
is clear and has no dark, mysterious spots,
she is a greedy mother her love is total;

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