Not Poetry. Quatrain Verse in English & Swedish. Dagsverser. On the Mundane & the Arcane.
Never thought of as mere trivia
when there’s something that we lament
manners dispatched to oblivia
leaving us unrestrained to vent
That pebble on our path
turns into mighty mountain
precipitates our wrath
spewing from ire’s fountain
Does trying to hide away in what’s trivial
create but fleetingly a mood convivial?
Make sure to keep any facts
freely adjustable
In case they restrain your acts
make them combustible
No need to succumb
Treat facts tentatively
for favored outcome
use them lenitively
For evidence is no more facts
than your esteemed opinion!
They needn’t impede your desired act
so don’t grant them dominion!
So if you’ve got a brain
keep facts on a tight rein
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-facts = evidence; “Factual evidence, since it is an impediment to what we desire, is banished.” – Chris Hedges
How lightning fast she shovels
words in to the hopper
phrases flimsy like hovels
while no one can stop her
Nor can she. So sadly
as distracting madly
“All options are on the table!”
Beltway adulterated
phrase, a repeated worn fable
brainwashed, acculturated
Elite chattery
with scrounged-up oompf
of self-flattery
Here goes, harrumph:
Blurting out canned star-crossed phrases
(like those dolls with battery)
pounding out Empire’s proud praises
among weapons clattery
Virtuous Officialdom
sure to expunge Evil
They stand up for Christendom
and Freedom’s Retrieval!
Those endearing ribboned elves
they just cannot help themselves
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-elves = (in medieval Germanic-speaking cultures) elves seem generally to have been thought of as beings with magical powers while ambivalent towards everyday people; here: The Power Elite
-ribboned = here: decorated with service ribbons, medals or awards
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?
Through Neoliberal contortion
said to ‘free us’ from solidarity
we thrash about in self absorption
in loneliest of insularity
But the ‘freed’ claim is specious
far from innocent gaffe
nor is the claim facetious
since on us is the laugh!
If we don’t fight together
that fierce One Percent Bunch
for sure (not about ‘whether’)
shall devour us for lunch!
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-One Percent Bunch = the Power Elites (more like ‘point one percent’) who are stealing our economic, social and environmental commons, by the methods of Neoliberalism
“Hey, just some quick research on the Net, and I’ll hold my own against any expert in any field! Advanced degrees & years of practice is just for the slow learner!”
Many a Net acolyte
goes from sheer neophyte
to solidly erudite
by mere keyboard tap light!
Thus she or he presumes
by unique prerogative
to learn from iffy fumes!
Ain’t that too rebarbative?
Not just naively superficial
but to sound outcome prejudicial!
Claiming to be percipient
while jumping to conclusion
on what’s merely incipient
shall at best stir confusion
If you think you understand
try hold off til explained
Spouting answers beforehand
shall appear featherbrained
Dismissive impatience
hangs out with complacence
Collapsing cultures
bring wordy vultures:
Slipshod sentences keep churning
words wobbly, promptly crash land
leaving us puzzled and yearning
to connect and understand
Language perishes by drought
meaning lost, while we lose clout