Not Poetry. Quatrain Verse in English & Swedish. Dagsverser. On the Mundane & the Arcane.
When keen to propose a solution
our pitch splendidly articulated
with cliches in such crisp locution
by own idea intoxicated
But a fantasy cure-all
shiny but shortsighted
superficial with much gall
impotent, benighted
Hence just one more ‘pretend solution’
assured to fail in execution
Skimp on the logic
Renege on the contract
Clasp view myopic
Briskly spout poppycock
Ignore blatantly
Engage in double talk
Hurl impatiently
Persist tenaciously
Decide capriciously
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-fact = as in ‘factual evidence’ – to be ignored when perceived as standing in our way
Strident pretentious criticism
drips superciliously
even with purloined witticism
it bursts out biliously
Due to mere facile silliness
or to our own hearts’ chilliness?
makes us viewed ‘opinionated’
But glossaries too overweening
& leave us intimidated!
Are words merely something we say?
So might as well be snappy
no need for syntax to obey
Let them roam free & happy!
Are words just something we utter
in verbose clutter & din?
Let them frivolously flutter
& cascade freed from chagrin?
Have words gotten just something we say?
Besides who are listening anyway?
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
What’s our species doing here
and ‘here’ is now ‘being where’?
While our human brain humongous
now scattered on screens shiny
(devices which grow like fungus)
our intellect stuck tiny
Critical thinking frail
Listening response deadpan
Suggestions captious, stale
Shortened our attention span:
“What again was the question,
did you ask: Where’s the restroom?”
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captious = tending to raise petty objections
Aren’t words just something we utter
so no cause to get uptight?
As something we just let flutter
no need for feeling contrite?
Take care to avoid some subjects
while be up on latest trends
Lay off our usual suspects
who talk Tesla but drive Benz
Above all don’t appall them all
by acting the rumpled sleuth
who with hapless self-righteous gall
goes out looking for The Truth!
Beware that if we bring up facts
bystanders shall forthwith make tracks!
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-facts = caution: factual evidence, unless disregarded, may stop us from doing what we want
Voluble words shall lack poise
leave little trace, fade as noise
Words may strain as if in shrunk costumes
when trying leap high in ballet
While aggrieved faces express volumes
of what purloined words can’t convey
Words may sparkle while their essence
get lost midair in senescence
We ‘commune’ by bumper stickers
and by thought-ending cliches
Feebly democracy flickers
in such debased a malaise
Ever sillier, who’d thought?
Uninformed we get out of sync
society’s bonds worn fraught
Civil discourse gone down the sink
Now in anomie mired
entertained on apps agile
In fantasy conspired
reality’s grip fragile
But what a way to go
when wishing not to know!
The clueless White House ambit
emanates from Empire’s
odoriferous armpit:
Absurd acts of ‘high wire’
This (must we not suppose) is:
National psychosis
with full free fall prognosis
by brashest hypnosis
Trump aggrandizes
fantasizes
He tantalizes
scandalizes
Done with can’t-help-himself flair
brazen cruelty laid bare