Try to dream with flowers
let them be it all
filling the dark small hours
staunch in rustling squall
Silently thunderous
by winds blown lustrous
frugal while generous
flowers grow wondrous
When our life glowers
try dream with flowers
Peace of Other Kind than found in Consumer Land
Does goods hawked with perky snappiness
by such breathless marketing fanned
bring us but material happiness
wandering in Consumer Land …
… as Peace of Mind ever vernal
must unceasingly be yearned
Grasped fleetingly, though eternal
cannot be bought, might be earned
Aren’t we hapless then shopping sheepishly
while the true price thereof piles steepishly?
Feet ‘cry ankle’
Here the expression of ‘cry uncle’ becomes ‘cry ankle’. Experienced after long days of sightseeing on foot in e.g. a major tourism city.
Our knees
both screech
Oy vey! oy vey! oy vey!
as feet ‘cry ankle’
Dawns yet another day
regrets shall rankle
But why dwell in an existence
where the major absorbing locus
is on bodily persistence?
Where’s the intellectual focus?
But until found ain’t it sadly obvious
that of such we just had not the foggiest
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-oy vey! = (Yiddish) expression of dismay or hurt
Must be realistic? No need, just stay optimistic!
This we can’t be facing
best shut up, be nice!
Let’s just keep on racing
on lake’s melting ice
Though species are abating
let’s collude: All is cool!
and ain’t polite berating
denial’s nonplussed fool
What’s the need to be realistic
when we can just stay optimistic?
Punishment or reward?
Life’s hilly road winds abstruse
sometimes circuitous
Of what befalls we’re obtuse
shall seem gratuitous
Perhaps fortuitously
not by divine keyboard?
Events evolve furtively
warnings often ignored
Aren’t we oddly innocent of what is untoward
as when what seemed ‘punishment’ later turns out ‘reward’?
Fades fast solidarity’s warm light
Throughout history of cultures
humans have brought agony
Tearing asunder like vultures
and seldom showing mercy
Egos flare while hearts still yearn
to mire us in conflict
now getting too late to learn
to help, and not inflict
Life lost in bickering
Solidarity’s warm lights
have long been flickering
collapse nibbled, now it bites
Even with our planet crumbling
why aren’t our failings found humbling?
At Life’s quintessence we scoff while gladly feed at its trough
Life demands something from us
it does so, persisting
but its doggedness we hush
while keep up resisting
When unwilling to winnow
we’re cowards not to search
Our lives shall remain callow
while we dither & lurch
While at Life’s quintessence we scoff
gladly keep feeding at its trough!
All of us quirming in the face of The Great Unknown?
What if we’re just like worms
in their dark bin’s murky muck
each crawls, wiggles & squirms
bragging of their own great pluck!
What says that humans know more
about the Great Unknown?
What may we claim on that score
as Creation’s Capstone?
Never mind how much we boast and grin
don’t we botch it in our ‘brighter bin’?
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‘brighter bin’ = here: planet Earth
The opposite of ‘cowardly? ‘Cow-ardly’!
On noticing a herd of cows grazing on the edge of a shallow lake:
A herd of brown cows grazing
on grass by the water
short-cut future they’re facing
for goodness sake: Slaughter!
In the now’ heroically
as they’re living on the edge
Noses to ground stoically
while astutely skirting sedge
Let’s be courageous in the now
having a field day like a cow!
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-cow-ardly = here: the ways of cows, incl their courage & rectitude, which prominently lacking in the humans who exploit them.
Nature shall romp in mirth!
Could have had solidarity
rather than indignity
engaged in jocularity
rather than malignity
Our Species is lost in denial
thinking we alone in control
but shows us up as suicidal
when created our own sinkhole
But Humans falling extinct
shall rejuvenate Earth
summed up here in phrase succinct:
Nature shall romp in mirth!