Not Poetry. Quatrain Verse in English & Swedish. Dagsverser. On the Mundane & the Arcane.
Poems in English
Sloth congeals the erstwhile heart tender
when mired in petty transactions
misses out on Life’s wondrous splendor
dissipates in dumb distractions
So dare go for that fling
pull hard the bow’s string
decline that gadget thing
avoid the Right Wing
Don’t thoughtlessly conform
or recklessly barnstorm!
I do my best thinking
although won’t be medaling
mostly rinky-dinking
But still by a next pedal stroke
I may find myself in vogue
by having finally turned woke
tired out from being such rogue
And we can’t all have a proclivity
for theories of relativity …
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“It came to me while riding my bicycle”, said Albert Einstein about his Theory of Relativity
Hey, as you’ve noticed, kids
due to your grownups’ misuse
the world is on the skids
Harsh, but what’s your own excuse?
Ponder the wider scope
beyond merely trope
perhaps you can still cope
be it on tightrope:
Ahead lie hard balancing acts
so don’t delay learning the facts!
Under tire in front
at cheerful clip
goes the hurried hunt
for pavement strip
Gliding below trees pendulous
bestows us joy eternal
pedaling in Spring blessedness
hugged by miracle vernal
In peace of heart & mind
beyond most other kind
What is there really to vaunt
in a society busted?
Do we really want to flaunt
that we pretend we’ve adjusted?
Are we not more like in ’39
when the propagandized Nazi
thought ‘Im Vaterland ist alles fein!’
In denial we can not see
Now like then not merely inane
we’ve gone absolutely insane
Now leaps, sleep gotten shallow
pinched in vised senescence
While children sweetly callow
express their quintessence:
with the jounciest leap
as well the deepest sleep
Always blameless
seeks acclaim
He is shameless
grabbing fame
The grotesque Prez of Deception
improvises how he rules
this vain Nation of Exception
Let’s us be scammed feckless fools
Our insight fogged dimmed & courage slipped slim
he gets away with what we allow him
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“It is inevitable that for the final show we vomited a grotesque figure like Trump.” – Chris Hedges
Earthly life is to suffer
impervious to spin
so we have to act tougher
not merely bear & grin
As keeping on wailing
of ‘leaders’ brutal
clearly unavailing
a routine futile
Unless we deal with this raw deal
our life shall remain an ordeal
“The pandemic has shown us that most people don’t really have the sustained capacity for this type of cataclysm” – Matt Sundin
Each time on the gas we let up
we thought ‘got away, splendid!’
but just yet another set-up
for getting re-rear-ended
Pandemic by complaints unmoved
as harbors zero feelings
thus cannot ever feel reproved
for any of its dealings
It is clearly ain’t open to polemic
when tailgating us the wily pandemic
edited 01/23/22 1610
Whether Life a morality farce
if you’ve been overindulging
you’ll still be flat on your sorry arse
next day burping, midriff bulging
But then desire for self-restraint
these days dishearteningly faint