oskar hansen


oskar hansen Poems

161. Another Friendly Poem 1/10/2013
162. Another Silence 3/1/2012
163. Another War? 3/18/2011
164. Ants In The House 3/1/2015
165. Apocalypse 10/17/2012
166. Apparition 3/25/2013
167. April & Easter 4/5/2010
168. April Day 12/21/2010
169. Argentna 9/8/2011
170. Art'Life 8/10/2011
171. As A Day Is Gone 6/21/2013
172. As A Day Passes 4/14/2010
173. As Bullets Fly 12/15/2012
174. As Days Cool 7/25/2015
175. As Days Get Shorter 11/29/2008
176. As Sparrrows Fly 6/4/2015
177. As The Year Ends 12/29/2010
178. As Time ~runs By 8/29/2012
179. As Time Goes By 8/28/2011
180. Assassination? 4/22/2009
181. Assertiveness 7/21/2009
182. Astronomy 4/4/2011
183. At The Chemist Shop 11/20/2013
184. Athens 4/17/2015
185. Attic Living 4/17/2013
186. August 9/8/2012
187. August Mood 8/6/2009
188. August Night 8/26/2009
189. Aura 2/13/2014
190. Austerity 8/21/2012
191. Australia Vet 2/12/2015
192. Autumnal Aura 10/17/2009
193. Autumnal Leaves 9/1/2013
194. Autumnal Light 10/18/2012
195. Autumnal Sunday 11/27/2008
196. Away From The Camera 11/6/2012
197. Babies And Dogs 9/15/2014
198. Bacalao 12/10/2014
199. Baccalao Sonnet 5/12/2015
200. Bachelor Day 6/30/2015
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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