oskar
Poem Published
14th Apr 2025 1:11pm
14th Apr 2025 1:11pm
good luck
Good luck
I thought I was dreaming when my computer threw out a mass of information, mostly about things of scant interest, but when it said I had three thousand pages of words on WordPress, I looked up the WP and it was true
My fingers are bigger than the rest of me, and so are my feet, which are bothersome and blue with diabetes, but my hands are milky white and my fingers have short nails in a way perfect for one who writes poetry but not able to sell anything
But soldier on for my benefit, it keeps me sane. Had I been sporty, I could have played golf like Trump. I...
I thought I was dreaming when my computer threw out a mass of information, mostly about things of scant interest, but when it said I had three thousand pages of words on WordPress, I looked up the WP and it was true
My fingers are bigger than the rest of me, and so are my feet, which are bothersome and blue with diabetes, but my hands are milky white and my fingers have short nails in a way perfect for one who writes poetry but not able to sell anything
But soldier on for my benefit, it keeps me sane. Had I been sporty, I could have played golf like Trump. I...
#emotions
#forgiveness
#gratitude
#love
#motivational
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oskar
Poem Published
7th Apr 2025 4:41pm
7th Apr 2025 4:41pm
news and friends
News and friends
She sends me photos of people I don’t know, not one or two but too many; why should I take any interest in people smiling at the camera
What is flabbergasting is why does she sends me photos of friends she has on another continent, from a place I do not wish to know
She is a tiring person into healthy things, tea drinking, and beneficial cacao from a plant in Burma, either that or she has few real friends
We read of a mountain village where dwellers have learned to live in peace with bears that roam the streets after dark, looking for sweet food
We...
She sends me photos of people I don’t know, not one or two but too many; why should I take any interest in people smiling at the camera
What is flabbergasting is why does she sends me photos of friends she has on another continent, from a place I do not wish to know
She is a tiring person into healthy things, tea drinking, and beneficial cacao from a plant in Burma, either that or she has few real friends
We read of a mountain village where dwellers have learned to live in peace with bears that roam the streets after dark, looking for sweet food
We...
#emotions
#forgiveness
#gratitude #hope
#gratitude #hope
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oskar
Poem Published
5th Apr 2025 00:36am
5th Apr 2025 00:36am
Cyber truck
Cyber Truck
The tariff, we should not take it too seriously, it can be negotiated and reduced
Trump likes to make deals, so give him an offer and see how it pans out
Rember this in four years, a new administration
Might think of it as a bad idea and scrap it
The cyber truck is a failure, because it is not a truck the way we think a car should look. Nevertheless, I accept one even if damaged by fingermarks or scraped by idiotic left-wing housewives who are possibly sexually frustrated
Because, I think that the truck can be driven as
a normal car by...
The tariff, we should not take it too seriously, it can be negotiated and reduced
Trump likes to make deals, so give him an offer and see how it pans out
Rember this in four years, a new administration
Might think of it as a bad idea and scrap it
The cyber truck is a failure, because it is not a truck the way we think a car should look. Nevertheless, I accept one even if damaged by fingermarks or scraped by idiotic left-wing housewives who are possibly sexually frustrated
Because, I think that the truck can be driven as
a normal car by...
#admiration
#courage
#emotions #forgiveness
#emotions #forgiveness
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oskar
Poem Published
31st Mar 2025 4:02pm
31st Mar 2025 4:02pm
ale and horses
A Horse and ale
The brewery had many horses to carry crates of beer
around to small shops, each horse and its driver was assigned a route
The horse I liked was shiny black and had been used for
funerals before
over the years, they got a bit broad hipped and stomach-heavy.
The horse knew the route and stopped outside the grocer`s and waited while
the driver unloaded crates of beer.
The horse sometimes had an erection thinking of a favorite mare bit
strange animals only know one way and askew foreplay
The driver usually had a bottle of beer at...
The brewery had many horses to carry crates of beer
around to small shops, each horse and its driver was assigned a route
The horse I liked was shiny black and had been used for
funerals before
over the years, they got a bit broad hipped and stomach-heavy.
The horse knew the route and stopped outside the grocer`s and waited while
the driver unloaded crates of beer.
The horse sometimes had an erection thinking of a favorite mare bit
strange animals only know one way and askew foreplay
The driver usually had a bottle of beer at...
#emotions
#forgiveness
#kindness #love
#kindness #love
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oskar
Poem Published
28th Mar 2025 6:07pm
28th Mar 2025 6:07pm
equines
Equines
One really ought to start with the beginning, only it goes so long back
That it is impossible to remember.
I remember being born, but that was just an interlude, cold and
Unpleasant and being kissed by strangers.
I like horses, but that has nothing to do with my inception.
But then, was anyone ever born,
we are just a part of a bigger
A broader picture where we but an unconscious number
But I do like horses and would have loved galloping across some
Grassland and jumping over brooks.
And now we have emboli fever, which is either...
One really ought to start with the beginning, only it goes so long back
That it is impossible to remember.
I remember being born, but that was just an interlude, cold and
Unpleasant and being kissed by strangers.
I like horses, but that has nothing to do with my inception.
But then, was anyone ever born,
we are just a part of a bigger
A broader picture where we but an unconscious number
But I do like horses and would have loved galloping across some
Grassland and jumping over brooks.
And now we have emboli fever, which is either...
#admiration
#courage
#emotions
#forgiveness
#gratitude
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oskar
Poem Published
24th Mar 2025 3:25pm
24th Mar 2025 3:25pm
Syria's Christians and Haiti
Syria’s Christians and Haiti
The first Christian church was built in Syrian, as I write this the horror is killing them the new death cult regime in Syria, a cult we give money to, and not mentioned by Western media as Israel continues to bomb Gaza to their hearts content This is only possible when the bombs are free of charge courtesy of the USA
On the home front, we read about erectile dysfunction, no they are telling me who thought
my own problems were caused by the old age
Haiti, the sad state is in the news again, last time
I was there, Papa Doc, was in...
The first Christian church was built in Syrian, as I write this the horror is killing them the new death cult regime in Syria, a cult we give money to, and not mentioned by Western media as Israel continues to bomb Gaza to their hearts content This is only possible when the bombs are free of charge courtesy of the USA
On the home front, we read about erectile dysfunction, no they are telling me who thought
my own problems were caused by the old age
Haiti, the sad state is in the news again, last time
I was there, Papa Doc, was in...
#admiration
#courage
#emotions
#forgiveness
#gratitude
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oskar
Poem Published
17th Mar 2025 7:31pm
17th Mar 2025 7:31pm
the rich and my English brother
My English Brother and the Rich
I find it impossible to be envious of the wealthy, buying superyachts one bigger than the other, when they get seasick at the thought of sailing out to sea
Marrying a busty blond with big knockers often taller than themselves, or buying a newspaper and dictating their political views that frequently consist of sour grapes
Some very rich people indulge in sexual fantasies of the sort a 16 old might have and visit an island 200 times to satisfy their depravity and live in fear of being exposed
I know of a mega wealthy man, whose dream is to...
I find it impossible to be envious of the wealthy, buying superyachts one bigger than the other, when they get seasick at the thought of sailing out to sea
Marrying a busty blond with big knockers often taller than themselves, or buying a newspaper and dictating their political views that frequently consist of sour grapes
Some very rich people indulge in sexual fantasies of the sort a 16 old might have and visit an island 200 times to satisfy their depravity and live in fear of being exposed
I know of a mega wealthy man, whose dream is to...
#admiration
#courage
#emotions #forgiveness
#emotions #forgiveness
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oskar
Poem Published
10th Mar 2025 8:25pm
10th Mar 2025 8:25pm
political reality
The politics of reality
A leading Norwegian newspaper takes the view that it is the Alawites and the Christians who are the problem in Syria, which is blatantly untrue. The Brussels Mafia have decided that the former henchman is the right person, which suits Israel too for the time being
What is disturbing is that Europe’s leaders do not understand that globalism is over and that we will see new security zones that will leave Europe a quaint place for Russian or Chinese tourists. For a small country like Norway, the new system is a bonus as it no longer has to rely on the...
A leading Norwegian newspaper takes the view that it is the Alawites and the Christians who are the problem in Syria, which is blatantly untrue. The Brussels Mafia have decided that the former henchman is the right person, which suits Israel too for the time being
What is disturbing is that Europe’s leaders do not understand that globalism is over and that we will see new security zones that will leave Europe a quaint place for Russian or Chinese tourists. For a small country like Norway, the new system is a bonus as it no longer has to rely on the...
#admiration
#courage
#emotions
#forgiveness
#gratitude
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oskar
Poem Published
8th Mar 2025 9:05am
8th Mar 2025 9:05am
mysterious woman
It was, perhaps it still is, popular to take aerial pictures
of farms, frame them, visit the relevant farms and try
to sell them. I had a suitcase full and walked from farm
to the farm I didn’t sell many and was tired when I came to
a small farm, so minor that it was not in my portfolio.
I was thirsty it was July but, I wore a suit with tie to look
businesslike. Knocked on the door it was opened by
a woman who looked affable – this was long ago these
days no one opens doors to strangers- I asked for some ...
of farms, frame them, visit the relevant farms and try
to sell them. I had a suitcase full and walked from farm
to the farm I didn’t sell many and was tired when I came to
a small farm, so minor that it was not in my portfolio.
I was thirsty it was July but, I wore a suit with tie to look
businesslike. Knocked on the door it was opened by
a woman who looked affable – this was long ago these
days no one opens doors to strangers- I asked for some ...
#emotions
#forgiveness
#gratitude #motivational
#gratitude #motivational
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Ambjr
Poem Published
7th Mar 2025 9:07pm
7th Mar 2025 9:07pm
papercut Romeo
I play chords with hands
that bruise when they caress
fingers that write verses of worship
leavin trails of wounds when they touch
she collects my paper thin alibis
songs half written
poems torn along the edges
and keeps them in her bedside drawer
where my best intentions sleep
ivory keys remember my failures
black and whites absolutes
played by hands who only understand gray
coaxin fractions of beauty
from things that won’t bleed
they call me papercut Romeo
for the way my love cuts without...
that bruise when they caress
fingers that write verses of worship
leavin trails of wounds when they touch
she collects my paper thin alibis
songs half written
poems torn along the edges
and keeps them in her bedside drawer
where my best intentions sleep
ivory keys remember my failures
black and whites absolutes
played by hands who only understand gray
coaxin fractions of beauty
from things that won’t bleed
they call me papercut Romeo
for the way my love cuts without...
#forgiveness
#love
#redemption #relationships
#redemption #relationships
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Pishashee
Poem Published
7th Mar 2025 1:16am
7th Mar 2025 1:16am
The Wild Rose
I'm the Gardner
He's the Wild Rose
It wasn't a whirlwind romance, more like a glacial thaw in a neglected garden, a place where the promise of vibrant blooms lay buried beneath a thick layer of frost and tangled vines.
Year one: I viewed him as a particularly stubborn weed, a thistle masquerading as something potentially useful.
I spent most of my time meticulously weeding around him, convinced he was a detriment to my carefully planned landscape. And, let's be honest, I got pricked. More than once. A sharp word here, a dismissive glance there –...
He's the Wild Rose
It wasn't a whirlwind romance, more like a glacial thaw in a neglected garden, a place where the promise of vibrant blooms lay buried beneath a thick layer of frost and tangled vines.
Year one: I viewed him as a particularly stubborn weed, a thistle masquerading as something potentially useful.
I spent most of my time meticulously weeding around him, convinced he was a detriment to my carefully planned landscape. And, let's be honest, I got pricked. More than once. A sharp word here, a dismissive glance there –...
#forgiveness
#kindness
#love #rose
#love #rose
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oskar
Poem Published
22nd Feb 2025 12:33pm
22nd Feb 2025 12:33pm
a poem
A poem
The blue flowers in the kitchen thrive
in the shade, and fading day is welcomed
In days of pain, mortality is not an intruder
Old battlefields have the greenest grass
bodies going back wench they came
the blue flowers in the kitchen look lovely.
The blue flowers in the kitchen thrive
in the shade, and fading day is welcomed
In days of pain, mortality is not an intruder
Old battlefields have the greenest grass
bodies going back wench they came
the blue flowers in the kitchen look lovely.
#emotions
#forgiveness
#kindness #love
#kindness #love
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