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(since January 5th, 2001)By the way, only the poems "A BALL" and "I just wish you were here" are in English, the rest are Norwegian.
| Forsent | From time to time I get the feeling that I have very important decisions to make. This was such a time. |
| Ikke alle kan være perfekte | As a fifteen-year-old, I was jealous of all the "perfect" people around me. |
| Et lite dikt jeg skrive vil | Writing a poem just for the case of writing a poem. |
| Glasnost | Once in a while I wrote poems with political themes. |
| DIKT (2) | About writing poems. |
| Naken | To 16-year-old me, naturism was fascinating. |
| 13. juni 1988 | Skinny-dipping after gym class. |
| Til deg | The frustration of being in love with a hetero. |
| A ball | The dream of world peace. |
| Venter | Depressed at times - waiting. |
| Natt | Inspired by Jan Erik Vold, I think. |
| I just wish you were here | Very short and logical. |
| Bekken | Trying to figure out who "I" really am. |
| Sokrates | A bit over the top, but what the hell. |
| Min Gud | Did I really believe in a God at age 18? |
| Alle har en venn et sted | The importance of friends. |
| Skal vi ha opplevd den siste høsten | Apocalyptic verse. |
| Lillebjørn Nilsen (postkort) | Tribute. |
| Mjøsbrua | Spring. |
| Trøtt og sliten | Nerves before an exam. |
| Spillemann | A dream of a perfect world. |
| Alene i verden | Moving from home to study. Homesick. |
| Noen gamle joggesko ligger på gulvet | Memoirs from a train journey. |
| Jeg sitter her på toget | Another train journey. |
| Det er vel ikke bare jeg | Late night walk in May. |
| Utenfor vinduet øser regnet ned | What to do with my life? |
| Jeg er bundet fast i mitt liv | Still struggling with what to do with my life. |
| En gang i fremtiden vil jeg elskes | Dreaming of a better life. |
| DIKT (3) - den homofile kjærlighet | Poem about gay love. |
| Jeg elsker våren - det er klart | Still wondering what people would say if they knew. |
| Platons former | Simple poem inspired by philosophy. |
| Hvem kan være verre | About know-it-alls. |
| Det var en deilig sommerdag | Nudism |
And when I got a better life, I stopped writing poems, I guess...
Last edited January 14th, 2001.
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