oskar hansen


oskar hansen Poems

81. A Picture On A Café Wall 1/28/2012
82. A Pint Of Bitter...For Sure 6/18/2012
83. A Pleasure Remembered 6/18/2014
84. A Poem 10/21/2009
85. A Prince Is Born 7/24/2013
86. A Rant 12/10/2012
87. A Rat 6/8/2015
88. A Reflective Moment 8/3/2015
89. A Reminder 8/20/2012
90. A Sad Affair In India 1/22/2013
91. A Sea Dirge 3/16/2013
92. A Shadorma Poem 1/6/2012
93. A Shanty 5/4/2009
94. A Sigh (Tanka) 9/7/2009
95. A Slum Outside Paris 8/15/2015
96. A Sonnet (San Suu Kyu) 8/11/2009
97. A Story Of The Unsung 3/26/2013
98. A Sudden Second Sight 7/11/2013
99. A Summer 4/24/2012
100. A Summer Night 7/19/2009
101. A Summer Remembered 7/16/2015
102. A Tale Never Told 10/19/2011
103. A Tin Of Sardines 7/27/2010
104. A Tough Cookie 3/17/2015
105. A Truely Norwegian Poem 5/18/2009
106. A Tv Star 10/14/2012
107. A Verse For You 9/26/2011
108. A Verse Of Sexual Nature 12/19/2010
109. A Village 7/16/2009
110. A Village In Iberia 8/23/2009
111. A Way 4/1/2009
112. A Weepy 6/9/2010
113. A Winter Memory 12/22/2010
114. A Woman´s World 10/15/2012
115. A Woman's Man 1/17/2015
116. Abike Memory 4/5/2012
117. Abortion 1 12/11/2014
118. About Candles 7/1/2010
119. Accident Prone 11/5/2012
120. Acidic Sea 5/8/2009
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 Blue Boat

The Blue Boat

When winter rain falls
The lake in the vale fills up
Clear as a child’s tear
Where a blue rowing boat floats
Whishing it were a schooner

When the wind blows
You can if you try see masts
And its boastful sails
As it crosses vast expanses
Of dreams and secret longings

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