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into space

Posted by jan oskar hansen on March 25, 2019 at 3:55 AM Comments comments (0)

The rocket accident

They were so proud of the families of the crew

going into space, they stood on a podium

especially made for them and it was decorated

with American flags.

A lot of smoke and fire the rocket took off the applause

was premature suddenly the rocket was engulfed

by flames and it exploded.

It took a few minutes before the families understood

their loved ones had pulverised, gone forever.

It was a moment reminding me of “the bridge

over San Luis Ray” what happened in the life of the five

crew before this fateful moment.

Few remember this tragic moment, but it is worth

writing about we forget the losers so quickly, but I think

we can honour them by not forgetting

 

 

democray installed

Posted by jan oskar hansen on March 24, 2019 at 2:35 AM Comments comments (0)

Democracy installed

The ship was in dry dock

the captain and his crew ate at a canteen.

He and the officers had wine

The crew drank beer, bottles after bottles

loudly they told the officers what the thought

of the ship and her officers.

They had been let loose from the discipline

opposed upon them like children left alone

when the teacher had gone for a pee.

It ended in a fist fight table and chairs flying

in the air.

Next day the captain and his officers sat

sharing a big table with the team nothing to drink

for anyone, the captain was a wise man

the team loved him for that.

 

 

the patient poem

Posted by jan oskar hansen on March 23, 2019 at 4:50 AM Comments comments (0)

The patient poem

 

There is a poem in me

Knocking on my heart`s door

Wants to be set free

I deleted it chased it away

It was near lunchtime

And no time for romance.

 

 

sighting

Posted by jan oskar hansen on March 22, 2019 at 4:50 AM Comments comments (0)

Sighting

 

Far out the on the Pacific ocean

I saw a ship sailing upside down

A fata morgana, a mirror from another

Dimension sailing on the outside

Of the horizon.

The explanation given was trite

I preferred to believe in a world outside

Our horizon that is limitless.

Everything is true, and everything is false

The keel of the phantom ship was held

Up by blues clouds.

 

 

caballus

Posted by jan oskar hansen on March 21, 2019 at 4:25 AM Comments comments (0)

Caballus

 

I`m a stallion

Once run for miles

To cover a mare

 

Tamed pulling a cart

Harnessed

I have lost the spirit

 

When the man whips me

It because he hates his wife

I think of hay.

 

identity

Posted by jan oskar hansen on March 20, 2019 at 5:40 AM Comments comments (0)

Identity

 

What a strange word

It exists for those with longings

for the mystical past.

 

The world has many cultures

it is easy to get lost

in the wilderness called identity

 

without, one is a cloud in the sky

varies according to the weather.

Wouldn`t that be wonderful

to belong to no one but oneself.

 

winners and losers

Posted by jan oskar hansen on March 18, 2019 at 6:55 AM Comments comments (0)

Winner and losers

 

The two boys

down they ran

to the town`s pond

 

feeding the ducks

they had a bag each

one of them had

a mother who worked

in a cake shop.

 

The boy who came second

had been eating

cake crumbs

as he ran

 

didn`t care if the first

one won,

his mother worked

in a cake shop.

 

 

the horror

Posted by jan oskar hansen on March 15, 2019 at 8:35 AM Comments comments (0)

it was a rare hot summer day in a cold country

the windows were open we were watching TV

back then in Noway TV was in its infancy 

only on in the evening for news and sports,

when she turned to me and said:

I don't love you anymore."

my heart froze I was cold got up and closed the windows.

nothing more was said.

A week later her father came and took her home.

I could have rung her I could have pleaded, but I didn`t

and she never rang me.

I was like wounded animals abandoned in a big city 

it takes time to heal

a very long time my self-esteem was hurt

"Why didn`t she love me anymore" the question

kept churning on my mind.

eventually, time softened the blow

and I could live again.



horses and donekys

Posted by jan oskar hansen on March 15, 2019 at 6:55 AM Comments comments (0)

in the old cars before the motorcar was invented

there was a class division depending on the animals you rode  

the rich had horses, the lower down had mules

and the poor had to do with donkeys

sometimes a merchant bought a horse to show of

but the cost was so high he had to struggle to pay 

the children went hungry

till the horse trader took the horse, back.

Nothing much has changed I see people driving cars

they can ill afford and in the end, the car-dealer take the car back.

So buy a car you can afford, say a used, a small one

they tend to break down from time to time,

but it is better than walking.

surrogate mother

Posted by jan oskar hansen on March 14, 2019 at 9:30 PM Comments comments (0)

they had paid her well the rich childless couple

it was nearing the birth, she had been instructed not to look at the baby

just deliver it.

by mistake, a nurse put the newborn in her arms

a beautiful baby and it was her, she decided to keep it.

she came under pressure from the sensible people to give up the baby,

they argued it would get a better life

she was poor and had nothing.

she relented gave to baby to the childless couple it was best this way.

for whom? 

forever the mother would be haunted by the child they took from her.


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