Forever stuck in stagnant marshlands,
we’re tied to routines, ruts to nowhere
still and stale, no breeze, static. moored
we’re, muted, we’re bored — Oh Lord
please send us tempests, gales
and hand us plight of snow and hale.
send adventures, but please, no wars.
Vincent van Gogh
The Quadrille today is hosted by Mish at dVerse, and the word is static.
“That which is static and repetitive is boring. That which is dynamic and random is confusing. In between lies art.” ~ John Locke
May 2, 2022
Björn Rudbergs writings 
Very nice and I agree. 🙏
Oh, yes. As they say on film descriptions: mild peril. Just enough to add spice.
Oh, yes, I so agree!
The ships moored made me think of my grandfather telling me that when he came to the US as a boy, they couldn’t leave the harbor in Trieste for awhile because of the weather.
Aww, my heart sank at the ending. “Stagnant” is a good way to sum up humanity these days. I like the natural elements you used to convey it.
“….but please, no wars.” Amen.
Amen Selah…
Nice one.
Happy Monday
Much💛love
“but please, no wars” – that line strikes out so well at the reader.
This shows your mastery Bjorn, and I mean that. If you write a poem with barely any constraints, sure, you will come up with the goods, very nicely, however, told to write only 44 words with static a key word, and that is when you show us what you are made of…no boring hundrum metre, no lack of denouement, no, we have two sharp turns here and a tail a scorpion would be proud of. Very nicely done.
your last line was just divine
Yes, adventures, no wars.
The opening set-up of routines as stagnant marshland brings an implied smell to your poem that the word “static” can’t. Well done.
“please, no wars”. I second that Bjorn!
Dark and moving. It triggered a second quadrille, on the topic of Lot’s Wife, frozen as she attempted to escape those wars.
I appreciate your poem’s prayer and the quote by John Locke.
I love this, Björn! The first three lines contrasting beautifully with the last three. No wars…of course!!
“We’re muted, we’re bored…” I think this phrase is brilliant by zooming in on a hard truth. Your poetry is captivating and thought provoking.
adventures but please no wars! OH yes. Also, your title was the word i was thinking of titling mine but i cannot dig my mind enough to find it.
Ah yes, something to spice up our lives a little. The luxury of being bored…
Prayers for the day we do not study war again.