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Treasures Forgotten A golden map, to a treasure lost, led men on a quest, for a chest long lost. Death and plague, filled their journey, yet one man survived, and reached the goal. He opened the chest, and found it empty. He grieved, for himself, and the dead. He turned the map, and found it to … Continue reading Treasures Forgotten
Round Feet The sun fell and dark reigned. A man had himself a drink for he felt drained. He walked around with round feet, Until he saw a woman so sweet. He asked for a dance and they tumbled all night, And he brought her home without a fight. They made love in his bed … Continue reading Round Feet
Dementia What is that brown liquid I see, reeking putrid vagina? Is it a sewage plant, or a buffet? - F H Hakansson
Love is Dead The fallen scream - ”Love is dead.” A diamond ring, Or a golden chalice? Hallowed be thy poison. - F H Hakansson
While checking some (very) old folders and files on my computer I came across these song lyrics I wrote around 7-8 years ago. Considering the quality of most modern-hit lyrics I think this would be considered a literary masterpiece in the Top 10 @ 10 on MTV. Warning: Excessive cursing. Fuck, Fucking School! … Continue reading Old song lyrics
This poem... Well I actually forgot I ever wrote it. So I can't tell you much about it I'm afraid. (To be honest, I have a lot of stuff like this lying around, that I cannot recall ever writing. Most are outright bad, some are too surreal and abstract, and other too personal to publish. … Continue reading A heart’s longing
Another University exercise poem. Ah, we just love those, don't we? Anyhow - we had to write a poem about something ordinary through the eyes of Martians. Can you guess what I'm talking about? Martian Poem The yellow bird is watching them as they enter the building. Often it contains a smell, hideous to us, … Continue reading Martian Poem
I wrote this poem for a friend at University. It was her birthday and she wanted a poem (a request I get far too often). I wasn't planning on doing it but I had a lot of spare time just the week before her birthday so I wrote it quickly. This poem is extremely cheesy, … Continue reading Poem for a friend
After my interview in the local paper a man, another writer, contacted me. We talked and exchanged work - something many writers do. He has a homepage which is, unfortunately, in Swedish only. Luckily for my readers he has written a few poems in English. Since I encourage you to send me your work for me … Continue reading A poem by a friend
Now this poem I actually really like! We were given different objects in class which we had to include in a poem we wrote. I can't remember exactly what these objects were but reading the poem again I think it was a guitar tab, a USB memory, matches, chopsticks and a gnome. The result is … Continue reading Object Poem!
F. H. Hakansson 