Not Poetry. Quatrain Verse in English & Swedish. Dagsverser. On the Mundane & the Arcane.
Oh, with what ease it occurs
losing love of Reality
Oh, how easily line blurs
crossing over to Fantasy
Once there how to return
to facts & order
when behind bridges burn
sealing the border?
So lost in Fantasy’s hug & kiss
tempting to forget what we miss
Av oss människor envar
borde ej på andra klandra
men i stället ta ansvar
gunås för sej själv å andra
När som vi umgås på Nätet
är väl som genom kikarsikte
där kännes ej förmätet
som när ansikte mot ansikte
Sitter det en fegis skälm
gömd framför varenda skärm?
Think we’re saddled
with Leaders
bumbling, addled
non-readers?
Although they’re not lost at all
merely might have appeared effete
As found abundant their gall
when eager to please The Elite
helping Wall Street get replete
by robbing Main Street deplete
Posts inanely connived
by those restless silly minds
read in smugness contrived
by those who arrogance blinds
On and on it grinds
utterly spellbinds