Not Poetry. Quatrain Verse in English & Swedish. Dagsverser. On the Mundane & the Arcane.
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
Spent its vitality
Winter’s worn dulled paws
scratching in rivalry
with Spring’s fresh crisp claws
Ushers warmth’s renewal
along roads drying
blossoms in accrual
while snow melts crying
Spring’s playful winds tender
beginning to blow
sweeping budding splendor
where flowers soon grow
Spent its vitality
Winter’s worn dulled paws
scratching in rivalry
with Spring’s fresh crisp claws
Ushers warmth’s renewal
along roads drying
blossoms in accrual
while snow melts crying
Spring’s playful winds tender
beginning to blow
sweeping budding splendor
where flowers soon grow
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.
Ending endless wars the sine qua non
for the reining in of the Pentagon
Still we’ll perish in climate collapse
part of the Sixth Mass Extinction
Even if changing as in time-lapse
won’t forestall Species’ eviction
We warred & consumed at our best
clinched Oblivion for the rest!
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-sine qua non = a prerequisite
-Sixth (Great) Mass Extinction = In the last half-billion years, life on Earth has been nearly wiped out five times. The planet is now entering the Sixth. Let’s give ourselves a strong hand!
-time-lapse = done by means of time-lapse photography
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!
Like mice scurrying away
off to work & shopping
we’d like all to be OK
with daily fun, whopping!
In our dream house til the bell shall knell
often in neighborhood select
Many a mouse thinks they’ve chosen well
though stuck in a mousing project
Now, ain’t life such a cheerful thrilla
in our so chichi cheesy villa!
Recent Summer days’ hot brow
wiped by Fall’s cool hand by now
Summer’s burgeoning greenery
has now faded quiescent
changed in a tweed hued scenery
of yellow, brown, rubescent
Getting clad in cerise fleece
preparing for chilled caprice
and melting down in glower
let’s hang back & closely observe
the gentle limber flower:
Allow her abiding stillness
to squelch our contentious shrillness
Children’s laughter eternal
planting enchantment’s seed
sprout into moments vernal
in resplendent light freed
Nourished by Spring showers
youth sprinkled in joyous deed
bloom as Summer flowers
only to fade as Fall’s weed
Then Winter storms shall harshly howl
Nature draws close as starved wolves growl
I just don’t like to stoop down
to place my dog’s fresh poop
(risking stains on hands or gown)
into a bag by scoop!
So I let it lie where left ad hoc
malodorous, right on the sidewalk
But my neighbors got it handled
as dog poop sticks bit like glue
When they get home (here I’m candid)
they just scrape it off their shoe
I allow my neighbors
to do me kind favors!