oskar hansen


The Blue Boat - Poem by oskar hansen

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


Comments about The Blue Boat by oskar hansen

  • Rookie - 431 Points Patti Masterman (11/14/2008 9:53:00 AM)

    This is my favorite poem of yours. If I could paint, I'd paint its picture although
    I'd have trouble with the dreams and secret longings part, which is such a
    beautiful ending. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, November 4, 2008



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