Not Poetry. Quatrain Verse in English & Swedish. Dagsverser. On the Mundane & the Arcane.
Poems in English
A Limerick on the occasion of Conner, a grandson, returning home to Sunset Hill in Seattle after serving as a paratrooper with the IDF.
There was a young man from Sunset Hill
with many talents & of strong will
As a paratrooper Conner
served IDF with honor
For now, I suspect, he’s had his fill
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IDF: Israeli Defense Forces
On my life’s path not much time left
but got all the time in the moment
so primed still & ready to heft
& to welcome Life’s next bestowment
Right now am feeling far from done
never mind how long my run
Take care not too rashly
pick your privy facts
later switch them brashly
like mere artifacts!
With your steady proclivity
for causing others to wince
you lack all objectivity
and keeps failing to convince
But so what? Your paramount choice
may just be to hear your own voice?
who will not be hemmed in by confines
In an ever changing world
charges she, banner unfurled
She won’t just cheer on from the sidelines
Urged on by (their voices shrill)
jingoistic sheeple
train Baby Faces to kill
die for other people
If instead us Middle Aged were called
many a war would surely have stalled
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sheeple = (derogatory, slang) people who unquestioningly accept as true whatever their political leaders say or who adopt popular opinion as their own without scrutiny
What we all must bar
promptly, and here is why:
the electric car
due matter of supply
Frenzied Lithium mania
allowed us be led astray:
Looting Lithiumania
we just got carried away
We just can’t escape monomania
as part of our megalomania
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-Lithium = a crucial metal, that must be mined, for electric vehicle batteries
-Lithiumania = here: a fantasized country with rich Lithium mines
On Life’s path screwy
held down in ennui
frazzled by hooey
Throw us a life buoy!
All the while mired in a massive flop
still dreaming of coming out on top
As we contribute zero
in these days the Poltroon
(not that intrepid Hero)
is the one we festoon
Though own lives uninspired
(both in dull play, work drudging)
we’d hoped to be admired
so now others begrudging
Were it only once in a blue moon
that we carried on like a buffoon!
Can’t tell people apart no more
should thusly behoove me to abet
the prompt acquiring on that score
of prejudices: a whole new set
If only I would accommodate
always, rather than discriminate
As we watch the sky
beyond the crowds
wonder how & why
the racing clouds
In ceaseless encore
the ocean waves
keep crashing onshore
to rousing raves
The horizon
edges the ocean
no surprise in
nature made motion
O, the wonder
here & yonder