Not Poetry. Quatrain Verse in English & Swedish. Dagsverser. On the Mundane & the Arcane.
Did I at Poetdunk learn verse?
At no university
but since child enjoyed verses terse
which Mom found perversity
Am, it seems, an autodidact
lost in our culture’s group think
Who knows, perhaps to counteract
consumer culture’s hoodwink?
Hence never enrolled in class
just tapping my inner sass
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-Podunk = any small and insignificant town
-Poetdunk U = (taking license) any liberal arts college in such town
On days sloshing way below the brim
am mired in torpid emptiness
Just hobbling along aging’s path dim
cobbled with paltry pettiness
Then scope blows in by writing verse:
Found humor in what had seemed curse!
Finding humor in what I curse.
If it requires boundless words
then is it worth saying
bar for literary nerds
conceitedly braying?
But when needs to be addressed
then let’s articulate
Let it be tersely expressed
avoid pontificate
Dazzle us not with harsh Kliegs at night
but bathe us in morning’s soft sunlight
To express oneself by stanza
ain’t (as some may try purport)
just merely extravaganza
but provides structure, support
Easy to wax expansive in Prose
while virtuously pithy Verse
for Prose to pontificate verbose
while quatrain must read quaintly terse!
Try verse, if we must sound off at all
at least keeps the format brief & small
All these zealous stanzas
trying hard to kinda rhyme
No extravaganzas
while they do aspire to chime
Format of quatrain
does steer the verse
shall rarely constrain
when tight & terse
Quatrain can float the trite
but does not need our pity
when soars in pure delight
be it not on wings witty
Tired of hearing myself talking
in fat ego distention
of balking, hawking & squawking
Bring on an intervention!
Rarely found nibblers eager
taste my wilted phrases salad
culinary most meager
displayed in dry servings pallid
May lack knack but for the odd ditty
commonly more wobbly than witty?
Dawn finds me writing hushed verse
flows calmly gushingly
Still should the day turns adverse
it reigns unblushingly
and so each day shall end in afterglow
till I breathe in verse again tomorrow