Not Poetry. Quatrain Verse in English & Swedish. Dagsverser. On the Mundane & the Arcane.
Poems in English
No help for victims civilian
by ‘defense’ budgets of a trillion
while The E.U.: crocodilian
NATO: East crawling reptilian
Ever darker clouds race
beyond Humanity’s whims:
letting our lives debase
hope for planet’s future dims
… as we indulge free reins
for hate filled hearts & brains
Up the rose strewn trail scented
rushes the frantic fool
dizzy, common sense dented
like a kid out of school
We’re unfazed
hasty, dazed
our eyes glazed
all sense razed
Aroused to love romantic
what thrilling perception
our life’s unrivaled antic
of passion, deception
A game by a Creator ‘demented’
assures new generations tormented
Don’t anguish or you’re a fool
just feel joyous, free of resent
do as told in Bible School
just humble yourself & lament
While if secular you’re a fool
blind to Trump the butt of steed
still hailing him as The Lord’s Tool
despite his hate, lies & greed
Someone who’ll never relent
and incapable to repent
Have we noticed less yelling
these days in tight traffic
less impudent labeling
fewer gestures graphic?
Do we drive more like adults
with manners to be commended
lessened the need to insult
and slower to get offended?
If so, it might be truth to say
for fear of being blown away?
At times has been avowed
my enthusiasm gallant
while sparingly endowed
with any useful talent
Hence I’ve barely begun
at age eighty-two
to get hoped-for things done
with some derring-do
But as by now glaringly way too late
I’ll keep playing to my ‘strength’, i.e. prate
On petulant pursuits binged
our noses stuck in trough
getting totally unhinged
til all pretense falls of?
Tell, is it going haywire
for our poor Human Race
or per God’s plans & desire?
Trembling at what we face:
Not much time shall elapse
until soon now: Collapse!
Massive entertainment
& the mainstream media
hold us in containment
weighed down by acedia
After being surreptitiously sedated
may find out, if woken up, that we’ve been castrated
To Kim & Gary on their anniversary
What did echo in your ‘McMansion’
was the sound of over expansion
That huge ‘Starter Castle’
turned a life style nonstarter
Not worth all the hassle
so you did something smarter:
Found a richer bounty
in LA county
Happily you celebrate
anniversary on the beach
Setting sun, as winds abate
feels just right, spared all overreach
The golden sand between your toes
now how your ‘rugged hardship’ goes
Raises morning’s curtain
upon sunrise infused sky
Less bemused than certain
humans get scurrying, why?
How to discern when mired in a muddle
as distant planets coldly align?
Dreams fill oceans, insight the mere puddle:
don’t expect our days warmly benign
Lowers evening’s curtain on sunset infused sky
gone forever another scurrying day, why?
Before sunrise he’d be found
like clockwork our rooster
on his fiefdom’s barnyard mound
as his own best booster
Perhaps wound tightly
but hens find him knightly
Comes across sprightly
takes a stance uprightly
Repeatedly he must crow
to hear his own voice inflection
In dedication aglow
offers, as it is, protection
Aren’t we all doing our utmost
while taking good care not to boast?