Not Poetry. Quatrain Verse in English & Swedish. Dagsverser. On the Mundane & the Arcane.
For riding mass transit
we shall deserve an award
As we don’t fancy it
must be a dollar reward
What a splendid suggestion
many may just consent
Might even ease congestion
in case fast & frequent
Foremost reigns Pecuniary
other values of an act
found largely imaginary
Don’t we agree on this fact?
Yes, all is insubstantial
unless it is financial!
Prior to restored eyesight
was bumbling benighted
had felt anxious & contrite
with outlook unsighted
I just couldn’t envision
the light beyond cataract
before the incision
had seemed remotely abstract
Since as if by Kliegs enhanced my eyesight
would that next my soul shall fill with insight!
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Klieg = an intense carbon arc light especially used in film making
If you attempt nuance and grace
you may come across as ‘wise’
to those aces in verbal Mace
and they’ll cut you down to size
Cliches they’ll shout
thought-ending
absent all doubt
truth-bending
Their bearing & manners cocky
think Life is but football, hockey
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– mace = an aerosol that irritates the eyes
– wise = here: as a wise guy; a know-it-all
Feeling ignored, down in the dump
whether you by mere dumb luck
have gotten famous rich & plump
or by own persistent pluck?
Case you still feel neglected
not having chump minions like Trump
try not feel too dejected
imagine you’d been a sump pump:
You’d gurgle & clank in cellars wet, dark & dank
doomed underground regardless of how hard you crank!
Ducks handle well trifle
and still take on more
Useless rants they’ll stifle
without feeling sore
For she’s your standard duck
off which water drops repel
by design – not duck’s pluck
so why should not all be well?
She just muffles her ‘victim’ quack
ignores her enabling claque
Places trust in her run-off back
does not expect any plaque
They manage well those birds of a feather
swim, fly unruffled in any weather
Comes dawn am wakening up
next to my wondrous wife
then sipping first coffee cup
still spared from thoughts of strife
At nighttime reading in bed
til nodding off, dropping the book
vigor to stay awake shred
dropping off to sleep in our nook
Fleetingly these life’s highlights
shields my heart from what benights
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
Truly it has been achieved
be it much belated
existentially relieved
by breakthrough elated
Been presumptive in perspective
each stodgy, rigid mistake
but since woke up, turned affective
much quicker now the uptake
This moment in this lifetime
whether in role calm or aghast
here & now is my showtime
in the part which I have been cast!
Long overdue to start my true role
old one been taking horrid a toll
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!
Watch him there behind the wheel
in his sleek, gleaming, wheeled bubble
(at 60K what a steal!)
such cool driver, bald with stubble
With his self-satisfied smirk
whether on foot or SUV
he shall still manage to irk
in repetitious syncope
But were I the mild mensch to which am striving
would I mention who irks and what they’re driving?