oskar hansen


oskar hansen Poems

1. The Tarn Of Life 11/6/2008
2. The Lost President 11/7/2008
3. The Hunter 11/13/2008
4. No An Idle Moment 11/14/2008
5. Haiku 11/15/2008
6. The Transplant 11/18/2008
7. The Whiteness Within Me. 11/20/2008
8. Blank Decency 11/21/2008
9. The Aide 11/22/2008
10. The Sea 11/3/2008
11. The Awareness 11/25/2008
12. Autumnal Sunday 11/27/2008
13. Terror In Mumbai 11/28/2008
14. As Days Get Shorter 11/29/2008
15. Bleak Coast 12/18/2008
16. The Clairvoyant 12/19/2008
17. Miracle 12/22/2008
18. Here We Go Again 12/27/2008
19. The Occupiers 12/29/2008
20. New Year 2009 1/1/2009
21. Love Is A Story 1/12/2009
22. Poet's Tree 1/14/2009
23. Poet's Tree (Rewritten) 1/15/2009
24. Rainbow Coalition 1/19/2009
25. Chains 1/20/2009
26. Tango For Two 1/26/2009
27. Winter Algarve 1/27/2009
28. Collective Punishment 1/28/2009
29. Thanksgiving 1/30/2009
30. The Lovely Couple 2/2/2009
31. Transformation (Tanka) 2/3/2009
32. Death Of An Author 2/4/2009
33. Psychopath 2/5/2009
34. The Hex 2/7/2009
35. Fruit Rats 2/16/2009
36. The Face 2/17/2009
37. Journey To Lisbon 2/18/2009
38. A Nice Middle Class Family 2/20/2009
39. Epigram 2/23/2009
40. The Assessment 2/23/2009
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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