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the inconsolable

The Inconsolable 

A yellow house stands with a setting of forest,
shimmering fog and new snow has fallen.
Through the living room of the house we see 
a festive christmas tree, but for its emptiness 
absence of a child´s happy voice, the tree has 
lost its meaning… 

A car drives up, a big family car, and has 
an empty child- seat in the back, a woman gets
out, a man drives the car into the garage, when
he comes back; he sits beside his wife looking 
at a TV`s blank screen. They both cry together, 
but are still not able to utter the child´s name.   




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  1. Date: 12/19/2012 10:39:00 AM

    Jan - Just wanted you see the last poem I posted. I found out during the past days I knew a few who were there. No fatalities in their circumstances. The town is full of media, makeshift memorials sprinkled throughout. The funerals have began; little white caskets. Hoards of people attending. It is so sad.

    hansen Avatar jan oskar hansen Date: 12/19/2012 11:16:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    yes, how can we understand...those bloody guns in wrong hands
  1. Date: 12/16/2012 5:11:00 PM

    Yes Jan.

    hansen Avatar jan oskar hansen Date: 12/17/2012 3:20:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    all said