Perverse Verse

I have not
one profound thought
or a point of view
to share with you
so what do I do?

I give up prose
and try and compose
a neat little verse
short, simple and terse


This I create
though nothing great
a silly little doggerel
ordinary and unspecial

so what was the aim
in heaven's name?
that things mundane
apparently inane
appear much worse
when put in verse.

(I can hear the strange gurgling sound the reader is emitting. I can visualize his blood curdling with horror, his eyes seething with rage. I can also imagine Messrs. Keats, Yeats, Milton and Shelley jumping around in their dark, dank, fungi-infested graves. But then when I mentioned in my last post that I am a pompous fart, I forgot to add that I am a sadist too.)

Expressing Unabashedly

To express has always been a need with me and this need I have fulfilled adequately so far- primarily by the means of talking and discussing and sometimes, quite infrequently, by writing. The latter means, little as it has been employed, has been resorted to chiefly for self-criticism and self-analysis and as such has suffered from the disadvantage of being personal and thus unavailable for public scrutiny.

Now writing has certain very concrete advantages when it comes to expressing yourself. The one that that leaps to my mind is that you don't have to shout to make yourself heard. The writer has ample time to consider before he pens or rather types his thoughts down; the reader has ample time to consider before he leaps to conclusions. There is none of that acute self-consciousness on part of the reader which is so often manifested in a person being addressed directly, none of the usual problems of tone and tenor that so often emerge in a discussion clouding the real point of contention. Not that writing does not have a tone or tenor but they can be controlled better. And very importantly, the distance between the writer and the reader diminishes considerably the chances of the writer being beaten up.

These and desire to have a wider audience (pompous, self-important fart that I am, I assume unquestioningly that I have something worth relating) with a safe degree of anonymity and space between the readers and myself have convinced me to create a blog. Of course, people who read between the lines would have discovered by now that I have a fair amount of free time.

So gentle readers, let us hope that through this blog, I put this excess time (mine and presumably yours too) to a good use. May we form a long and fruitful relationship!