Inte längre Mamma Majkens Sverige? Var det nånsin?

Så de gapar å slåss
ovettiga, svettiga
(så inte alls som oss
glättiga å vettiga)

Förstås missbelåtna
under deras arbetstid
Annars självbelåtna
dagens käcka individ

som blev för cool för det andliga
upptagen med att grunkintriga

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-Majken = min mor (1915-85), men existerade hennes ‘Ordentliga Sverige’ nånsin?!

Tap into sense of humor robust or find yourself gone bust!

Is your life barely OK
save for that odd celebration?
Wishing to live every day
in pulsating scintillation?

A robust sense of humor
is the sharp-edged lancet
that cuts out boredom’s tumor
So do cut loose, chance it!

Don’t languish in disquietude
just lighten up your attitude

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lancet = a small, extremely sharp bladed instrument used for surgery

Guilty if not felt guilt

My sweet childhood culture
made me feel much guilt
vexed me like a vulture
daily, to the hilt

Got me uncertainty inbuilt
of something vaguely guilty
left me watch all self esteem wilt
down to limp fish gefilte

Such rearing brought me to adult life
where it’s causing awkwardness & strife

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gefilte fish = a limp, soft dish from grinding several species of fish

I diset grått mot våren så smått

I midvinterns kyla
vårt sinne dystert
såsom en varg yla
ensligt å bistert

Stammar av björk
nätt å jämt glimma
i gryning mörk
genomvåt dimma

Bakom diset av regn
likt ett skynke grått
skymtas gården bak hägn
Mens trots allt så smått:

även i vinter svår
så går det ju mot vår!

Shall there always be time?

Sent to a friend encouraging her to get on with her painting:

Wonders she: what’s the big rush
what’s this your nagging plaint?
Won’t there always be a brush?
Won’t there always be paint?

Thus cheerfully we chime
by lingering lure:
There shall always be time!
But can one be sure?

Such hope may prove mere delusion
Don’t attempt another feint
and waste talent in confusion
Don’t tarry, get going paint!

Go ahead, show us your heart
do stare down your easel
allow us enjoy your art!
No more words of weasel!

edited 03/21/22 1020

Bacchanalia of paraphernalia

Our keen shopping ideologue
in her gushing travelogue
pours over every catalogue
for stuff with apt epilogue

Ongoing bacchanalia
found at IKEA
of sharp paraphernalia
So here’s the idea:

That if she can snag
that which is plain out-sized
(except its price tag)
then she’ll be idolized!

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-epilogue = here: a purchase that fleetingly pleases – but not for long as that would slow down further purchases

 

Innate bounce vs enhanced jounce

The bosom left untouched
delights utterly
While the one been retouched
may bulge udderly

Still produces rapture
in the gaping fool
held frozen in capture
with unseemly drool

Much rather than the jounce
of breasts enhanced unsightly
I laud the innate bounce
be it scant, that flows lightly