Not Poetry. Quatrain Verse in English & Swedish. Dagsverser. On the Mundane & the Arcane.
Strolling, of their kids inattentive
parents seen glued to their smart phones
Swept by insidious incentive
they’re performing, tech-prompted clones
Involuntarily
whether dad or mom
acting out squirrelly
to calm any qualm?
while unseen kids glaring glum
pining for an heedful crumb
A ‘Me First’ stance keeps us shielded
but locked up in insularity
might a wider scope have yielded
engaged, heartfelt solidarity?
What we don’t wish to see clearly
shall hold us back severely
If we’re sorry, regret dearly
but late for that, sincerely!
Feigning concern of the odd thing
perhaps a posting with verbal sting?
We’ll Tweet, on Facebook take a swing
but not prepared to enter the ring!
While for change with real world traction
what’s needed: Hard nosed commanders
capable of strong hands-on action
Not Twitter storms by bystanders
Like those among us effete screechers
hiding away in online bleachers
Society facing its undoing
sorely needed: Radical renewing
Distraction
no substitute
for action
quick, resolute
Yeah but, not that I’m inertial
leave me live my life commercial!
Is a modicum of intellectual curiosity & rudimentary due diligence more than can be expected from today’s fantasy & entertainment-addicted consumer (erstwhile ‘citizen’) prior to his or her opining?
Many cohorts numb & glum
suspect the intellectual
kvetch over mere modicum
woefully ineffectual
with cursory curiosity
gone awry tortuosity
they pummel in ponderosity
lacking in luminosity
Dim vision, grasping history badly
they won’t suffer facts or logic gladly
You’re inclined meticulously
to plan & take precaution?
Then you’re lost ridiculously
in culture of incaution
A bygone mode conceptually
so why then go to the trouble
when we’re doing exceptionally
in our own sweet ad lib bubble?
Why indeed waste proclivity
on a laughed-at activity?
Took more than just happenstance
to strangle Earth in mass choking
No sweet sounding song & dance
when all species begun croaking!
Who thought the Earth safeguarded
against plenty piled up plastic
when sloppily discarded
clogging Earth with massive mastic?
Crisis deniers’ speeches bombastic
while their relation to truth elastic
She had been pining
for a charmer
a knight in shining
gleaming armor
Then caught her on-white-horse-knight
after courtship whirlwind!
A leftist who wasn’t too bright
now she suffers chagrined
By now peeled off her lacquer
an aging woman less busty
He turned out a bald slacker
armor cracked & hinges rusty
Next she hopes to find someone who won’t annoy her
perhaps a well-to-do Republican lawyer?
What pusillanimity
socialist insincerity!
Why fake magnanimity
bother with solidarity?
Don’t you know generosity
went long since out of fashion?
Cheap shot of grandiosity
to indulge in compassion!
Thanks, but rather stay solipsistic
than have to pretend altruistic!
How are we expected prescient
about all that’s devolving
when of context sorely nescient
whilst most values dissolving?
But who needs knowing
can’t we just keep going
conning, elbowing
pushing, and then crowing?!
Still ain’t there unsettling sense it’s bugling taps
that nations, environment are near collapse?
In waiting room
most aptly boring
something goes vroom
stylishly scoring:
abundantly thumbed choices
of magazines glossy!
Amidst coughs, muffled voices
receptionist flossy
Ubiquitous uneasiness
amidst querulous queasiness