oskar hansen

oskar hansen Poems

1441. Winter In Shardoma Land 12/10/2011
1442. Winter Jacket 11/29/2014
1443. Winter Night 12/3/2010
1444. Winter Of Discontent 9/22/2011
1445. Winterlight 2/3/2010
1446. Wintertale 2/3/2014
1447. Wintery Blush 12/1/2010
1448. Wisdom 4/19/2011
1449. Within The Circle 5/1/2012
1450. Women Who Drink And Sex 6/24/2015
1451. Wonder Drug 7/21/2014
1452. Wonder Of Spring 4/13/2012
1453. Wonderful America 8/21/2013
1454. Woodland 6/5/2014
1455. Wordless 2/22/2011
1456. Words In My Mouth 7/19/2015
1457. Worker Ants 7/14/2009
1458. Working Class Soldier 1/14/2010
1459. World News 11/7/2012
1460. Worlds Biggest Rat 8/24/2010
1461. Worried Water Vertebrates 3/17/2012
1462. Worth Fighting For 1/22/2015
1463. Www And Cute Puppies 12/24/2010
1464. Yang Sing River 6/21/2015
1465. Yemen 3/19/2011
1466. Yemeni 1/23/2015
1467. You Are What You Drink 7/25/2012
1468. You Too 9/3/2009
1469. Young Lovers 12/7/2010
1470. Yule Logs 12/22/2012
1471. Yule/Christmas 11/24/2014
1472. Zen Too 5/26/2014
1473. Zero 6/6/2011
1474. Zeus´s Revenge 6/23/2014
1475. Zeus´s Revenge 4 6/23/2014
1476. Zoo Animals 9/1/2011
1477. Zoo Gorilla 4/6/2009
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...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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A New Love

A New Love Story
I had stopped at the rural cafe for a coffee it was a day when I was
not feeling a day over seventy she was around fifty and incredible
young her waste was that of a waif at the beginning of life.
She was so beautiful and she smiled inviting me to sit by her table
and I was only drinking coffee. I told her amusing stories of my life,
mostly lies- and she laughed, not a bored mirth while looking at
the time thinking of the right moment to slip away the clutches of

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