Inhaled persuasive patterns
of delightful dreams
to fill the fault lines in a failing world
we believed the best. pretended and forgot,
only to wake up (too late) to realise:
this decline could not be stopped.
If only for a moment we had listened
to the dooms-day heralds
the pessimists and cynics
not to tumble deep into depression,
but as a call for action,
and done a little more.
No, forget, forget and don’t regret
go out, embrace the horsemen
as after all, apocalypse for you
is not much worse than death.
My friend, it’s time to dance
embrace and kiss
the band is playing this, our song at last
at the edge of this abyss.
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January 4, 2023

If only we can Bjorn: but as a call for action,
and done a little more.
But I do feel the pessimism and hopelessness as we teether near the edge of the abyss. At least 1 last dance then!
Or we listen and act now… maybe there can be a bit more dancing.
I love the thought of dancing and filling ‘the fault lines in a failing world’, Björn – anything to take our minds off the ‘dooms-day heralds / the pessimists and cynics’ and ;not to tumble deep into depression’.
But if we just listen a little and act we might get a bit further away from the abyss
Beautifully thoughtfully expressed.
Thank you
The poem does a wonderful play between optimism and pessimism or how too much of either spells oblivion or demise yet reality is the balanced dance of both that your poem beautifully portrays at the end. ❤
Exactly, I am glad it came through… I read about the happy pessimist being an ideal state.
Bjorn, this reminds me of a character in Lars von Trier’s film, Melancholia.
That is high praise.
❤
It’s the big corporates and governments that will have to make the call to change and they are not. We can recycle and clean rivers as much as we like but if the rulers and face it, business rules hugely, don’t do what’s to be done we are lost.
But as long as we elect the leaders they will do as we tell them… so I still hope we can change… we don’t have to buy…. I am positive that people change the governemnts not the other way around.
Fair enough.
We do seem at the precipice, but one last dance would be nice.
I love the opening stanza, with patterns of dreams, believing, pretending and forgetting, filling the fault lines. Almost like an alternate world. Which some people live in, we are sure.
We need a world wide call to action!!! Save a dance for me please, as mankind tries to straddle the abyss.
I could imagine hearing this near the dawn at some tavern; and the message is striking!
A well written prophetic call. Has the world gotten worse or have we just heard about it more through the news and social media?!
Procrastinating things till last minute is a bad habit of mine so I could relate with your poem. Happy New Year.
playing this, our song at last at the edge of the abyss… absolutely brilliant… this is what we’ve ended up at, ignoring all sensible advice.
Björn, your poem is a poignant reflection on missed opportunities and the inevitability of decline. The vivid imagery and call for action create a powerful narrative. The concluding lines add a touch of melancholic beauty. A thought-provoking piece! 💃🌌📜
~David
“delightful dreams
to fill the fault lines in a failing world”
As 2024 starts this mirrors what a lot of people feel and what a lot of people need.
When we can find grace and compassion in ourselves even for those who actively commit evil, the world becomes a better place. There are no innocent victims for we all carry good and evil within us. People are more wounded than cruel and more damaged than evil.
What an image, and not just the AI generated, at once poignant yet with a dash of bravado! A last dance to the tune of the world’s doom, but yet, it says something of the human spirit, that we can still yearn even at the edge of perhaps no tomorrow.
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well put