Up hill slowly I pedal lowly amidst a few drivers who verbally meddle

I regularly pedal up a steep, narrow, winding, two-way, two-lane road occasionally ‘causing’ drivers to wait due to oncoming traffic before passing me. Judging from some cars ‘riding my rear fender’ & the rare occasional driver’s remark or gesture perhaps I’m viewed by some drivers as an annoying traffic impediment? Others may perhaps be capable of ‘feeling my pain’ (here in aging legs & lungs), while by most ignored? So goes our human experience at large.

One irate driver yelling
“You’re obstructing traffic!”
on mission Cyclist Quelling
then adds gesture graphic

While another in civil quirk
rather cheers my modest pace
by affably calling “Good work!”
with welcomed patience & grace

Thus the human clash goes
between those empathetic
and those in restless throes
sounding off homiletic

Of course up to anyone exposed
to try act safely & stay composed

Ord stöddiga lämnar intryck suddiga

Hur vi i dagens kultur fladdrar å pladdrar! Konsten att lyssna vissnar! Åsikter utropas som fakta! Modeord dyrkas! (Inte nått, tack å lov, som mina mor-å farföräldrar kunde beskyllas för).

Ord tramsiga, stöddiga
mer vidlyftiga än njugga
lämnar intryck suddiga
all mening de överskugga

Ord elaka, vassa
sagda i ilska
motiv kanske krassa
i synsätt trilska

Trackad av fnas fras bräddfull
blir artigt samtal liggande
utmattad, fallen omkull
i rännsten om nåd tiggande

Förståelse står ej pall
för obehärskat ordsvall!

 

Framfärd meditativ i trampande repetitiv

På en trim velociped
i trampande repetitiv
nås sinneslugn med besked
ljuvlig framfärd meditativ

Vårt hjärta bultar påtagligt
regn i ansiktet behagligt

I trygg balans på hjul
mellan kropp å själ
besparad slitsamt strul
bortom vårt vägskäl

Att kunna rulla bilfri
i väl anpassad takt
att stilla glida förbi
i anslående trakt

På tvåhjulig uppfinning
i anspråkslös besinning

Holy cow, is she my beef?

As a ‘meat lover’
I crave & ache
and left to hover
til teeth in steak

Won’t go without
meat which my sweet treat
Surely bean sprout
not been grown to eat?

What’s a slaughtered calf or cow
must we not all die somehow?

Our view blurred while stampeding head down in the herd

“To really understand something is to be liberated from it. Humanity’s greatest ally is the self-educated individual, who has read, understood, delays their gratification, and walks around with their eyes wide open.” ― Ross Ashcroft

It got out of hand
got us captivated
if we’d understand
we’d be liberated

But such a detachment (by other word)
can’t happen while we stampede in the herd

Too burdensome an act having to look up a fact?

Were we only wilful
but gotten pompous, prideful
(while albeit skillful)
supercilious, spiteful

Ignorance is far from bliss
When we stare in to the abyss
facing Death’s contagious kiss
affections gone gravely amiss

Still to look up all facts
applying logic, fairness
are such burdensome acts
risking tinged by awareness

Why be bothered taking time to reflect
when prefer to just accept or reject?

Se upp med hjärtats förstening

Att leva är att lida
bli varse hjärtats förstening
Avstå att endast kvida
ge ditt liv osjälviskt mening!

Stå upp mot orättvist elände
för liknöjt klaga å klandra
är nog att vara dess själsfrände?
Bäst på modståndets stig vandra:

Så länge som vi har styrka att strida
håller sej våra hjärtan öppna vida

Virus Justice

‘Leaders’ now talk about the Covid-19 struggle as ‘war’. If so – a long overdue change from the gruesome practice throughout history of sending the very young out to fight & die. Fairer now when the old folks at home become the casualties. Still what remains the outrage is how ‘essential’ workers (many poorly paid with few benefits & poorly protected) are sent out to work & die.

In most wars the young
were sent out to perish
most often unsung
or cheered with praise garish

The old folks at home jingoistic
of soldiers horrors euphemistic

Now in the Covid ‘war’
with its surreptitious gore
Lady Justice keeps score
shredding such mythical lore

Now the young live for another day
while the old folks keep dying away