poetry and vignettes
|Posted by jan oskar hansen on May 30, 2020 at 7:05 AM||comments (0)|
he died in his own
life time and that is sad, you see 99% of white people
thinking of working people
have been conditioned to believe that their skin color
sat the apart.
It is like the ordinary British who hanker for
the days when they were not as now
a tiny island run by the elites, enslaved by them
I do believe in a revolution, not mass slaughter as the French
now that we see that our leaders believes in lies
they tall us, it is time to act
|Posted by jan oskar hansen on May 28, 2020 at 2:25 PM||comments (0)|
the big lie
I surprise me the wrong choices we make to stake
our living in the tourist industry which has no future
and consist of bringing some people from a to b,
instead of farming and smaller industry
I rather make holes in a horseshoe than being
an airline pilot, this useless occupation I can
We have sent our viable industry to China and
created hole for ourselves so the bosses can make
a few pounds more it is tragic our shortcomings,we
have been side blinded by false promises and we walk
to the precipice for a day in the sun.
we have been hoodwinked into thinking a holiday is a human
right it is not, but work is, then a holiday nearby.
|Posted by jan oskar hansen on May 28, 2020 at 3:10 AM||comments (0)|
The Gulf of Mexico suddenly ran into the Atlantic
left oil rigs high and dry.
Naturally, the USA claimed the land which was disputed
by Mexico and Cuba and Belize.
What was left of the gulf had rivers and lakes
and as the land greened it turned out to be fertile and
the Amish people encouraged to farm the land which they
did with earnest enthusiasm.
Village sprang up, roads were built, and the famous
veterinarian Jan Pol opened up his practice as well.
As years went by, people forgot that they were farming
on what has been the bottom of a sea.
The sea had not forgotten.
Slowly seeping in and those who had built luxury houses
were the first to leave, but the fishery thrived and
the shrimp business had a revival.
There was a mass exodus, and the Amish people went
back farming the land they knew.
When the water had claimed, all of the gulf and people
forgetting. There was only Wikipedia left to give
a brief outline of the past.
|Posted by jan oskar hansen on May 27, 2020 at 6:10 AM||comments (0)|
I joined the rowing boat in the middle of the dry lake
when a dust storm came whirling around screaming nasty words
and the shoreline disappeared.
The captain came down from the bridge wanted his lunch
but he had to wait till the wind stopped which it did
in the afternoon.
I walked ashore, at the cafe, they knew about the order
the captain had sent a text message.
I eat the food here, and I said no point wrapping it up-
Driving home helicopters were using my lake as a training ground
no, there would not be an inland waterway here
no matter how much it rains the lake will only be a soggy hole
but how to explain this to the captain.
|Posted by jan oskar hansen on May 26, 2020 at 4:10 PM||comments (0)|
Time is looking up
Today, for the first time in months
the restaurant was opening, and we had a proper
by a real waiter, although they were obliged
to use masks.
good food on a big table not too man people around
we had a wonderful time with a glass of red wine.
On Sunday the beaches were full and no one respected
the distance of two-meter,
I wasn´t there I dislike walking on sand and the voices
of young people reminded me of times gone by,
and of course. I do not tolerate sunlight after skin cancer.
But it was pleasing to get hot food, and not too something
served in boxes and left outside, warmed in the micro
still smelling of paper boxes.
|Posted by jan oskar hansen on May 25, 2020 at 7:10 AM||comments (0)|
I followed a narrow track leading up
to the mountain that has a flat, earthy soil.
The dog refused to follow.
On top the sun was hot had a dizzy spell I saw was a patent donkey
before I fainted.
Someone carried me to a stream with clear water
I drank and found a lump of sugar in my pocket
when I looked around, I saw no one, went to sleep
I used a soft stone as a pillow.
When rested, I walked down on the other side found
a nice bar telling what has happened.
No, no leave the little people alone
we need them more than ever.
They sing for us when nightfall and unafraid
we sleep well and live long.
When coming out of the bar, my dog was waiting
she found a track around the mountain
she led the way looked back to see if I was safe
I had been too long in the bar.
Now I could hear the murmur of their voices so blessed
that dog stop barking.
I slept all night and had no nightmare of a coming war
the scent of thyme seeped down into the valley.
|Posted by jan oskar hansen on May 25, 2020 at 2:15 AM||comments (0)|
This afternoon was spent watching an old western movie
it was the usual stuff cavalry in spotless uniforms
sitting on tall horses facing a bunch of extras playing
the Indians appeared incredible stupid, were rounded up
and herded back to their dry reservation and poverty.
First time I saw the movie 40 years ago, we laughed a
the Indians they were like a pantomime act how could they
ever rule themselves?
Sometimes I think the Israelis see the Palestinians this way
they have no weapon are reduced throwing stones at soldiers
who no longer care to kill them only knee-cap them.
Dirty Palestinians living in filth, and no think how it came about.
Israel can stop their water supply at a whim.
Oh, those Arabs when are they throwing in the towel and become
quaint people tourists will flock to see.
|Posted by jan oskar hansen on May 24, 2020 at 10:05 AM||comments (0)|
since people outside wear masks
and I can´t see if they laugh or cry.
Since bars are shut.
Since I´m reduced to look at ladies handbags
in the posh shops nearby
there no point going out.
|Posted by jan oskar hansen on May 24, 2020 at 8:20 AM||comments (0)|
The month of birth
The month of the year when born
My brother was born in June
and sunlight followed him all his days.
And friend he had many warming
their meager souls in his light.
I was born a mournful October morning
the sky cried, and the nurse said
he has an old soul.
In my presence, people tend to go away gloomy
and moderate my opinion.
Rain does not stop for happiness
and a wish I will shut up.
I have a few friends wish I had more, but October
is not so forgiving
|Posted by jan oskar hansen on May 24, 2020 at 6:30 AM||comments (0)|
I like to go home
to the village in the mountain
and the dog that loved me unreservedly
but she wanted to reinforce our bond
stroking her head whispering sweet words
I like to look back a whole lifetime for a dog
she was proud of me, a couple for a stroll
through her life.
Looking back I think this was my best moment
the creation of true friendship.