Not Poetry. Quatrain Verse in English & Swedish. Dagsverser. On the Mundane & the Arcane.
Sally’s nose, prose & fashion
how she’s just too cloying
Frank’s political passion
ain’t he too annoying?
But bothering with affinity
surely pure prickly vanity?
Best left to saints & divinity
not fallible humanity
We shan’t change them: She’ll sally forth
while he’ll keep on thinking he’s Njorth
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Njorth = (Njörðr in Norse mythology) god of the sea, winds and prosperity
Some 50 percent of U.S. dogs and cats are now overweight or obese shows a recent study conducted by the Association for Pet Obesity Prevention. But dogs and cats do have some catching up to do. The Center for Disease Control and Prevention reports that the percentage of human adults age 20 years and over who are overweight, including obesity, now stands at 69.2 percent (2009-2010)
On their chomping paths unswerving
lazy pets & owners self-coddling
plumb bodies waddle, out-curving
in ‘putting on weight’ role modeling
Hey humans, wheezing, grasping:
“Eat less, walk & don’t kvetch!”
Hey pets, out of breath gasping:
“Get up, out, run & fetch!”
Clearly pet & owner both
of diet & workouts loath
Splurging on carbon speeds global warming
in solipsistic cupidity
Indignantly we waive off all warning
thrashing in torrid acridity
Earth’s plight worsens with rapidity
as we hide behind denial’s fig leaf
most arguments mired in quiddity
While turpitude bolsters beyond belief
… as we indulge & betray
what our children can’t defray
Set upon by darkening squall
in deep, murky waters we trawl
Keyboards clatteringly tapped
without effort or strain
Human memory lapped, gapped
does save time, while lulls brain
By smart devices electronic
bodies slumping catatonic
Instant searches counter-mnemonic
in tasks often histrionic:
Netting but victories Pyrrhic
as online joy fades dysphoric
My tepid thoughts shiver
quintessentially
Its conclusions quiver
inferentially
Then like light squall
sweeping gust
in fleeting thrall
comes distrust
Gathering breeze
brings a chill
more ill at ease
than ill will
Is my mind chagrined
by happenstance
scattering downwind
by circumstance?
Or just dueling with dementia
while distracted by dyslexia?
Why must I pretend poise
in ubiquitous noise?
Vain the hope that racket turns tinny
so seal doors tight, make walls thicker?
Perhaps move away to New Guinea
or keep numbing up with liquor?
Hold the wild bustle!
Lighten the stomp
Muscle the hustle
Muzzle the romp
Please muffle the clang
and curb the harangue!
Clearly verity
a fading oddity
like charity
& solidarity!
Non-profit? What hilarity:
A socialist contrivance!
Anti-social temerity!
Surely full fledged connivance!
Rather: ‘Love it’ proclivity
for fantasy’s foolery
of monetized activity
unabashed by usury!
Steady stealth inoculations
in market cacophony
by rapacious corporations
in globalized larceny
Any chance they’d take a moment’s rest?
Sure, when the sun rises in the West!
Each moment in its brevity
mere blip imperceptible
no doubt throughout eternity
flashes insusceptible
In mechanical traverse
circling on lonesome trek
in apparent Universe
planet Earth just a speck
Nonetheless could’ve proved ample
if we wouldn’t rush & trample
but instead us fleeting flecks
messy guests soon Earth-less
us humans of modest specs
create own mess mirthless
We’re wilting in complacency’s shades
lost in gutless conformity
On frequent refrigerator raids
indulgent of deformity
Lassitude has kept us callow
from solidarity strayed
Each morning’s fresh hue turns sallow
by torrid crassitude swayed
We’ll be found too light when weighed
our erstwhile souls debased
Surely this whole jam self-made
with gone sour aftertaste?
When replacing what’s factually known
with what’s been determined Fantasy
ain’t it Reality we thus disown
fawningly falling for Fallacy?
In earthly strife of opaque spec
we’re escaping on each day
our noses in gadgets high tech:
Tap keyboard ballet, ole!
While on screen devices we’ve binged
human life has gotten unhinged