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Oskar Hansen

Dance Partners

Dance Partners.

A fox asked the flamingo up for a dance, but the bird
was coy and refused. A gray legged wolf promised to
to stand guard should the fox get frisky.

A match made in heaven, fox and flamingo swooned
and forgot their enmity. That’s when the wolf saw its
chance and mortally interrupted their tango.

How foolish the unlikely pair had been, thinking
nature could be bypassed, even for a brief moment,
in the name of passion and romance.

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The Gallery Owner

The Gallery Owner

He had been to the doctors
nothing could be done, they are
not magicians and he had
a painting exhibition at his
gallery tonight.

Sat in his chair leaning left,
less pain that way, some thought
he had had too much to drink.

In the night he was saved
from further agony,
a sudden heart attack.

Many people came to his
funereal, a lyrical lady singer
sang about love and loss;
there were tears;

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August Mood

August Mood

Rumours has it that she has died and
I have not the courage to go find out.
What I remember of her goes back
fifteen years and the world is no longer
the same; especially not here, in this
transient tourist place, where no one is
remembered long and misfits settle till
they find this place is no paradise and
seek other shores for their impossible
dreams. I will rest easy in my cowardice
and do nothing. but remember her and
a summer of yore.

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The Suffering

The Suffering

She visits me every night,
her clear blue eyes so full of love, cries.
A pool of hopelessness at her feet,
a love I cannot reciprocate.

When I wake up my pillow is damp too,
I must have wept for her restless soul.
Wrapped in a sheet of plastic
she cannot decompose,
be soil and reborn.

Her eyes so clear and blue look at me
with enduring motherly adoration.
I beg of you go now, let me free
for I have not the force
to return your love.

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9/11

9/11

The man, in the prize received picture, falling down from
the twin tower was flying…he knew he was descending
slowly down to earth and into a blue lake. He had no fear.
He believed that…I too do. We all must believe this.

There was no splash, no broken body, only eternal peace.
We must believe this or his suffering will make no sense.
Ten seconds is an eternity and nothing matters after that.
Forever falling into rapture and no evil will touch him.

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No Love For Jonny

No Love For Jonny?

Was doing the dishes when I felt an odd rousing
below the belt, thought of calling my girlfriend,
haven’t seen her for ages, but she probably would
want dinner, with wine, before succumbing to my
charms, and by then I would be drunk and tired;
so just forget it. Dried the dishes and staked them
neatly, I’m you, see housetrained and divorced,
went into the bathroom and shared my vanishing
ardour with the pink, blasé bathroom sink.

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Prima Vera (Spring)

The westerly has ceased it doesn't get
dark before seven, time for evening walks,
and let stillness read my thoughts.

Under a carob tree three stones one on
top of the other and old man sat here,
he saw everything till he lost his shadow.

No one sit on his throne, like sitting on
a tombstone, the stone-chair belongs to
him, his everlasting memorial.

Time to walk home, feel hungry,
the mundane always takes precedence.
Spring is here and life is beautiful.

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Silk Road

Farghana valley
the splendour of a mythical dream.
The fabled silk route
snaked its way through here,
bringing new cultures, silk and jade,
and no drones filled the night sky with fear.
In this valley of ancient dreams
beautiful horses made the landscape enchanting.
Civilizations come and go; yes, religions too.
They will claim to have the key to the ultimate truth.
Our time also will be cosmic dust in history of man,
but the valley of Farghana shall endure.

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Man With Golden Pen

The man with the golden pen

The president a man of great charm
erudition, has a shady side caused by
his absolute power over others.

Every Tuesday he is presented with
a list of state enemies, he reads and
put a cross of those who have to die.

When doing this he sits alone in his
office, the moment when he is god
decides who is going to live or die.

No man is strong enough to resist
the power bestowed on him, luckily
we have elections but do we listen?

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The Omen

The Omen

I heard the sound of a plane looked up
a big carrier going north, it was white
and had an orange tail.

In one of its portholes my brother sat
looking out he had a serious face and
I think he was day-dreaming.

I waved he took his glasses off polished,
and put them back on, politely waved
too, but I don’t think he saw me clearly.

The plane vanished into a cloud of fine
woven air, I listened to its silence till a
crowing crow in a tree broke the hush.

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