Saturday, September 27, 2008

Poem: Albatross

Albatross

With weight of dreams dissolved
Time pulls relentlessly
Until nothing remains of the promise
That never truly was anything more
Then possibility gone awry

Copyright SGW 2008

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Give me a thinker

"How is it that, in a country founded by intellectuals, it's an insult to call someone an intellectual?"

Connie Schultz, columnist for the Plain Dealer of Cleveland

Saturday, September 20, 2008

Thoughts for today

1. Only a person who is disengaged from the people and will do nothing to help them would ever denigrate someone else for being a community activist.
2. For a guy, yogurt is a really difficult TV snack food. With one hand holding the container and the other handling the spoon, how do you work the remote?
3. This might be the best blog post I have ever read.
4. Who knew that when the glass ceiling was shattered it would not lead to a sunny sky, but a horribly, awful shard raining down upon us pretending to be something else.
5. I am voting for a man who is inspiring, agrees with me on most issues and will not act rashly or irrationally in the face of conflict. He happens to be black.
6. When FOX starts a news channel I will check it out.
7. C is STILL for cookie, and that is STILL good enough for me.
8. Do you think even Laura Bush deep down thinks he is a moron?
9. Why would anyone consider sitting up in a tree all day, drinking beer, holding a high powered rifle in some form of subconscious masturbation, waiting for a deer to stroll by before blowing its brains out to be sporting or manly? Cowardly, weak, cruel, and pointless come to mind, though.
10. I would be more open to the opinions of people who are anti-choice if they adopted and/or mentored young children in need. How come a fetus is of more value then the kids outside a woman's womb?

Saturday, September 13, 2008

Poem: Cleanse

Cleanse

You move me in your silence
Speak in voices of time
As winds have blown hard
Life goes on forever changing and unchanged

The love of your touch stands as testament
A harmony both firm and giving
Soft and warm, yet hard and cold

You reflect all that we are and never can be
For the enduring memories held, are forgotten

I wash my feet clean
Soothing in the oneness to stand apart
Divorced of pain from hurts and tears
I cry in joyful bliss of a life

Copyright SGW 2008

Saturday, September 6, 2008

Thursday, September 4, 2008

Hope is Worth It




Some make fun of the ideas, the dreams ... the hope. Others choose to believe that we can do better.

Monday, September 1, 2008

Poem: Fill In The Blank

Fill In The Blank

Come to me angel though I know not your name
Speak in your whispers yet love me the same
Wrap me in comfort that tears can absolve
See in my struggles a new path to evolve
Lie down beside me in repetitive breath
Bask in the touch of my gentle caress
Share in a laughter as our loving refrain
The joy of two people, all I’d ask to obtain
Come to me angel with your spirit and soul
The sum of two parts is much greater than whole

Copyright SGW 2008