Not Poetry. Quatrain Verse in English & Swedish. Dagsverser. On the Mundane & the Arcane.
Aren’t words fading of meaning
in to something we just utter
to buttress our keen preening
we spread them thickly like butter?
With screens abound who needs pedagogy
when we have all pictures & emoji?
Silly vanity
of ignorance willful
and inanity
of ineptness skillful
When we’re selecting words on how they sound
then how wouldn’t sentences get out of bounds?
That facts be scientific
how plain laughably quaint
boring & soporific
quash them by faith’s feint!
When of own notions reverential
of logic we must be wary
make truth & fairness nonessential
Our wishes must reign primary!
Not to worry, never mind
science couldn’t be wronger!
There’s insight of higher kind:
Faith unhinged is stronger!
Mired in impotency pained
all inspiration gone
Of fresh material drained
my well too deeply drawn
Shaft been echoing eerily
after known reserves were drawn
Been reduced to watch wearily
depleted in guts & brawn
After short fused she took off my muse
on some perhaps booze induced type cruise
edited 04/04/24 0920
In sweet voices lilted
while vocabulary wilts
communing gets jilted
very language itself tilts
Why is it presumed painful
in case word-flow slows to standstill
to ‘conversation’ baneful
when cliches pile on as ‘word fill’?
Mutter not in soliloquy!
Select words which dance ballet
most willingly and willowy!
Shun words when served as buffet:
Insist instead to see the full menu
or you shall be cast as the ingenue
A person’s unique essence
in human interaction
business views as excrescence
treated as infraction
But scripting won’t make us sincere
(sincerity needs no script)
puts up but a flimsy veneer
in obsequious prescript
Leaving our hapless corporate cog
to plod on in soulless workplace bog
Whether with grimacing faces
or smiling kindly, pretty
ads keep picking up their paces
with each most tiresome ditty
At first glance perhaps peachy
to-long-for warm beachy
then in voice-over screechy
pushy, ‘buy now!’ preachy
Come-on pitches shrill
right in our face
If not by ill will
rarely knows grace
Clearly ads have no qualm
shattering others calm?
In all around us collapse
humans best at our worst
In reoccurring relapse
a Species sadly cursed
Our worst foot forward
acting when not knowing
Drifting back shoreward
‘progress’ never slowing
Watch our denial glisten
as we refuse to listen!
“Then we went there
and that was so great
they liked my hair
and then we all ate!”
Spare me loquacious logistics
with silly shallow heuristics!
In boorish reporting
of meager meandering
while mixing exhorting
with transparent pandering
Mercy, don’t let this pass for life
rather send me strenuous strife!
Thanks so much, delighted
but am chasing the arcane
Glad to be invited
but mired knee-deep in quatrain
Right now inopportune
as am all-fired
(not for my honeymoon)
and verse-wise inspired
Deeply now engaged in quatrain
swimming in my deepest dream
striving hard to clinch the arcane
Not just splash in shoal prose stream
Let’s instead meet at some other time
when I’m cold shouldered by muse & rhyme?
With plagiarized platitudes
we’re mangling logic, facts
in aggrandized attitudes
by hasty keyboard acts
Our attention span
closes in flash
like glamor at Cannes
splash after splash
Finding peace of mind & soul ain’t our thing
if we wait for a something to go ‘ting’