Submissions by oskar
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
a mountain town
A mountainous town
Lalitpur is a charming town among high mountains
the air is pure; no need to take a shower every day.
I was going there but, in Rome, I lost my passport
had to drive home to get a new one, which took
time and losing money.
Nepal is a small country often used as a tennis ball
by bigger countries in the region, for conflicts
killing thousands and condensing palaces to dust
covering mountains into a clock of sadness
Cry my lovely, I can only offer my understanding
when tourists evacuate on your sacred top ...
Lalitpur is a charming town among high mountains
the air is pure; no need to take a shower every day.
I was going there but, in Rome, I lost my passport
had to drive home to get a new one, which took
time and losing money.
Nepal is a small country often used as a tennis ball
by bigger countries in the region, for conflicts
killing thousands and condensing palaces to dust
covering mountains into a clock of sadness
Cry my lovely, I can only offer my understanding
when tourists evacuate on your sacred top ...
#politics
#morality
#responsibility
#tradition
#risk
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artists
Artists
Alfred, by chosen father, vehemently denies
the paternity and has had his statue erected in Faro.
At last, he was honoured for being glorious
bringing colour to an otherwise gloomy town.
Graffiti made by the like of Banksy charms
the rest is scribbling on a wall.
I know little about painters except for Caravaggio
he spoke the unvarnished truth about our life.
His critics like to point out that he was illegal too
what else to expect of the fearful.
Alfred, by chosen father, vehemently denies
the paternity and has had his statue erected in Faro.
At last, he was honoured for being glorious
bringing colour to an otherwise gloomy town.
Graffiti made by the like of Banksy charms
the rest is scribbling on a wall.
I know little about painters except for Caravaggio
he spoke the unvarnished truth about our life.
His critics like to point out that he was illegal too
what else to expect of the fearful.
#strength
#hope
#forgiveness
#gratitude
#emotions
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a port i Italy
A port in Italy
Livorno was a dark town with sparse light that appeared Russian
at an open place with many trucks and many women milling about
I paid one she bent over the bonnet of a car
did this to relieve the boredom and the onset of depression.
When the deed was done, I walked to a restaurant and bought
a bottle of wine, it was surprisingly good, probably Russian
I do not care for Italian wine.
The woman followed me, wanted wine also, said I was gentle.
After two bottles, she said she loved me.
When she went into the loo. I jumped...
Livorno was a dark town with sparse light that appeared Russian
at an open place with many trucks and many women milling about
I paid one she bent over the bonnet of a car
did this to relieve the boredom and the onset of depression.
When the deed was done, I walked to a restaurant and bought
a bottle of wine, it was surprisingly good, probably Russian
I do not care for Italian wine.
The woman followed me, wanted wine also, said I was gentle.
After two bottles, she said she loved me.
When she went into the loo. I jumped...
#anger
#anxiety
#apathy #boredom
#apathy #boredom
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the disappearing
the disappearing
I was finally able to go home from so many problems
of various kinds in a world, not at ease with itself.
I worried about her. She had been left alone and was
not of a social disposition.
As the plane came in for a landing, I wondered if she
sensed my nearness?
It was late, no busses were going to where I was going
booked into a hotel until morning.
On the bus, I was edgy; what if she had forgotten me?
I saw her playing with children outside the house
she didn’t see me when I called her name, she didn’t
hear...
I was finally able to go home from so many problems
of various kinds in a world, not at ease with itself.
I worried about her. She had been left alone and was
not of a social disposition.
As the plane came in for a landing, I wondered if she
sensed my nearness?
It was late, no busses were going to where I was going
booked into a hotel until morning.
On the bus, I was edgy; what if she had forgotten me?
I saw her playing with children outside the house
she didn’t see me when I called her name, she didn’t
hear...
#dark
#despair
#disappointment
#denial
#emptiness
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not hearing
Not hearing
The old Canadian poet of Jewish ancestry
tall and elegant, wore his hat in a jaunty slant
reminded me of Alfred, my imagined father
the poet had a winning personality.
Remember the comma, they told me and write
about love, beautiful women and wine.
I used to wear a six-pence; Alfred made fun of me
learn to play the harmonica, he said
and leave your depressing poems; that was long
time ago before the Canadian was famous.
The old Canadian poet of Jewish ancestry
tall and elegant, wore his hat in a jaunty slant
reminded me of Alfred, my imagined father
the poet had a winning personality.
Remember the comma, they told me and write
about love, beautiful women and wine.
I used to wear a six-pence; Alfred made fun of me
learn to play the harmonica, he said
and leave your depressing poems; that was long
time ago before the Canadian was famous.
#kindness
#motivational
#inspirational
#admiration
#respect
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the end
The ending
A slag heap collapsed with the speed of a Mercedes
with two batteries hurtling down a motorway in
an industrial landscape, grey as a Vera’s lonely life
amid crime and poverty.
On a night like this, how is it possible not to despair
battling a mass of sluggish dreams of endless harms
in a world bent on nuclear destruction.
A slag heap collapsed with the speed of a Mercedes
with two batteries hurtling down a motorway in
an industrial landscape, grey as a Vera’s lonely life
amid crime and poverty.
On a night like this, how is it possible not to despair
battling a mass of sluggish dreams of endless harms
in a world bent on nuclear destruction.
#anger
#apathy
#bittersweet
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Dick and his cat
Dick and his cat
I was in the deep depth of youth
sitting in a library struggling through
Dick Whittington and his cat.
Looked the fable up on Wikipedia
and was disappointed,
Dick and his cat were different
from my recollection
I had the cat and Dick walking
to London
In my fantasy world, the story was
much richer, so I will stick
to my version
I was in the deep depth of youth
sitting in a library struggling through
Dick Whittington and his cat.
Looked the fable up on Wikipedia
and was disappointed,
Dick and his cat were different
from my recollection
I had the cat and Dick walking
to London
In my fantasy world, the story was
much richer, so I will stick
to my version
#fate
#apocalypse
#mythology
#dystopian
#curse
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a few thoughts
A few thoughts
Morning mist
I Can’t see the bay
We are silent
You and I
Your brave silence
Calms my nerve
When the sun arises
We will be erased
You and I
The fog will reappear
Will we?
Morning mist
I Can’t see the bay
We are silent
You and I
Your brave silence
Calms my nerve
When the sun arises
We will be erased
You and I
The fog will reappear
Will we?
#love
#kindness
#hope
#motivational
#inspirational
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a new home
A new home
Waiting to go home to my house in Algarve, 30 years after
the Berlin wall fell with the blessing of Russia, in case you forgot.
In the meantime, more walls were constructed mainly in Israel,
stopping Palestinians wanting to home, we dislike talking about
This is because of the political Holocaust.
The wall between the house and me, old to age, to live life deep
in the Paradis.
The Chinse wall is a tourist attraction, the ugly Israel walls will
one day is building material.
There are many unseen walls among classes the rich...
Waiting to go home to my house in Algarve, 30 years after
the Berlin wall fell with the blessing of Russia, in case you forgot.
In the meantime, more walls were constructed mainly in Israel,
stopping Palestinians wanting to home, we dislike talking about
This is because of the political Holocaust.
The wall between the house and me, old to age, to live life deep
in the Paradis.
The Chinse wall is a tourist attraction, the ugly Israel walls will
one day is building material.
There are many unseen walls among classes the rich...
#anger
#breakup
#betrayal
#apathy
#bittersweet
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the turn coat
A turncoat
His name was Vidkun Quisling and under the Nazi occupation
of Norway, he declared himself a minister/president that suited
the Germans got him to sign the death sentence papers.
During the Russian revolution, he went there with Fridtjof Nansen
and developed a hatred for the country, nevertheless, he met
and married a woman who turned out to be Jewish.
Everyone pretended she was not: even Wikipedia does not
mention this for obvious reasons.
When peace came, the question was, what to do with Quisling
he was relatively young...
His name was Vidkun Quisling and under the Nazi occupation
of Norway, he declared himself a minister/president that suited
the Germans got him to sign the death sentence papers.
During the Russian revolution, he went there with Fridtjof Nansen
and developed a hatred for the country, nevertheless, he met
and married a woman who turned out to be Jewish.
Everyone pretended she was not: even Wikipedia does not
mention this for obvious reasons.
When peace came, the question was, what to do with Quisling
he was relatively young...
#politics
#art
#morality
#responsibility
#tradition
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dropping bombs
Dropping bombs
During the World War 2, there was a town in the west of Norway
that also had a passable airport where German planes could take off
and shoot at things near the British coast.
RAF tried to find and bomb the airport, but they didn’t but dropped
their bombs over our town on the way back.
Some people were killed some were maimed for life.
When people get bombs thrown at them, it is reasonable to think
they get angry, with no understanding of the war effort.
The enemy was, as far as the town dweller was concerned
the British,...
During the World War 2, there was a town in the west of Norway
that also had a passable airport where German planes could take off
and shoot at things near the British coast.
RAF tried to find and bomb the airport, but they didn’t but dropped
their bombs over our town on the way back.
Some people were killed some were maimed for life.
When people get bombs thrown at them, it is reasonable to think
they get angry, with no understanding of the war effort.
The enemy was, as far as the town dweller was concerned
the British,...
#abuse
#bullying
#suffering
#emotional
#bittersweet
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a dream journey
A dream Journey
A leaf floats down the river
it had never made a decision
“what’s up doc?”
Back to the past?
No, we have been there.
We are going to the future.
From afar, the leaf
Hear a woman sing
“Let me call you darling.”
(Vera Lynn)
What an idiot I have been!
What’s left is the ocean.
A leaf floats down the river
it had never made a decision
“what’s up doc?”
Back to the past?
No, we have been there.
We are going to the future.
From afar, the leaf
Hear a woman sing
“Let me call you darling.”
(Vera Lynn)
What an idiot I have been!
What’s left is the ocean.
#birth
#childhood
#death
#aging
#dating
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