The Blue Boat Poem by Jan Oskar Hansen

The Blue Boat

Rating: 5.0


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 OF THE POEM
Patti Masterman 14 November 2008

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.

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