Now leaps, sleep gotten shallow
pinched in vised senescence
While children sweetly callow
express their quintessence:
with the jounciest leap
as well the deepest sleep
Not Poetry. Quatrain Verse in English & Swedish. Dagsverser. On the Mundane & the Arcane.
Now leaps, sleep gotten shallow
pinched in vised senescence
While children sweetly callow
express their quintessence:
with the jounciest leap
as well the deepest sleep
Whether Life a morality farce
if you’ve been overindulging
you’ll still be flat on your sorry arse
next day burping, midriff bulging
But then desire for self-restraint
these days dishearteningly faint
in seasonal change without doubt or struggle
mutually elated with each others charms
the seasons change glowing in loving snuggle
That’s how it flows in Nature Harmonious
while Human interplay acrimonious
Among lessons well to learn
about our human life:
True feats we can only earn
fought bravely for in strife
No worthwhile change comes without sacrifice
hidden most often its true purchase price
What passes for discourse
in today’s society:
Reverberation coarse
in purloined propriety
Wear our feelings on the sleeve
we do not know subtle
not known to hold back on peeve
brusque in our rebuttal
But even when helpful & kind to confront
must still know not to take personal affront
Such snide, pied words
by hunched techies riled
Their screen-filled worlds
by jargon jaunt wiled:
Nattering net nerds
in their self-fenced herds
Ages since in my prime
and still striving to buck up
am racing against time
to turn into a grownup
While prospects for growth by now slimmer
still flickers hope in blurry glimmer
A verse epigrammatic
steadily up-shifting
blows like wind anabatic
must ascend uplifting
Then abating in the punchline
prior narrative to untwine
In this world newfangled
the roots of inequality
run deep, twisted, tangled
enmeshed in frivolity
Kept the hope of the poor stifled
while by the powerful rifled
In my erstwhile fast life bested
was constantly contested
Decades since my life crested
still feel oddly untested
As path ahead darkens congested
the present by my past infested