Monday, April 19, 2010

Poem: Oasis

Oasis

Lips are a wasteland
Longing for tender droplets
Of one gentle kiss

Copyright SGW 2008

Thursday, March 25, 2010

Poem: Terrorism

Terrorism

Define terrorism at core:
Infestation of fear.

Cannot try al Qaeda in civilian courts
Fear
Don’t close Guantanamo Bay
Fear
Incite ignorant masses over “Big Government”
Fear
Sloganeer – Marxism, Socialism, NAZI-ism
Fear
Destroying marital institutions
Fear
Healthcare reform, Death panels, radical liberals
Fear

What is fear?
Lack of ideas
Small minds
No answers
Cowardice

And not all terrorists turn to Mecca
But share an increasing affinity for tea

Copyright SGW 2010

Monday, February 15, 2010

Poem: Nightwalker (Wolf)

Nightwalker (Wolf)


Tucked in the silence ‘neath the moon’s sullen stare

Skirting denials of the men unaware

Quickly embark to a deepest, hid place

Known by the traveler present time won’t embrace

Passing gardens of Eden and trees to the sky

The world fills with beauty through an innocent eye

Dart like a current by the thickets and brush

Listening to winds in the soft evening’s hush

Mingle with angels in the race against death

Here lies the path where the shadow finds breath


Copyright SGW 2010

Sunday, February 7, 2010

Poem: Shadows

Shadows

Shadows are hiding places
Holding what wishes to remove
But also that which is boxed
Boxed into a corner
With no desire to be
Yet is
Is from neglect
Is from obsolescence
Is from fear
Is
And it is lonely in the shadows

Copyright SGW 2010

Monday, January 25, 2010

Poem: Demise

Demise

Flowers of a thousand blooms have fled
As Founder’s dream has split and bled
Where once laid rest a chalice glow
A garden dies; no one would sow

The people spoke of something bold
Yet shortly hence their fear took hold
As demagogues and selfish actors
Face frightened fools and whim reactors

People, people, your mindless voices
You do not learn of promised choices
Impatience points to no return
A country’s death you’ll soon discern

So hide within your slogan season
It lacks a depth; devoid all reason
The noise grows loud to drown the mind
You look to see you fell behind

Copyright SGW 2010

Sunday, January 3, 2010

Poem: Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind

Eternal Sunshine Of The Spotless Mind


Eternal the sunshine where spotless the mind

Nothing can injure what nothing can find

Erasing the sorrow; unfulfilling lament

Too much has been given, too much has been spent

Perchance for removal every schism and strain

The depth of the scarring that at once caused such pain

Forgetting the heartbreak, disappointment and loss

Remembrance is sadness we have all come across

So fresh from the suffering what memory designed

Eternal the sunshine where spotless the mind


Copyright SGW 2010


Footnote: Based on a re-watching of one of my favorite movies, "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind." The movie finds hope that the heart can overcome what we think we'd wish to forget. This poet is not so sure.

Monday, December 28, 2009

Poem: Diversionary Tactic

Diversionary Tactic

Used my pen as an excuse.
A poet, a poet, this man is a poet!
Off I went.
To wri .. eat the molten, chocolate cake.

Copyright SGW 2008

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Poem: Below Surface

Below Surface

Fool myself
Calm within distraction
“Moments” await in the quiet

Given to reflection
Hopes offer a promise
But disappointments will linger

With words of believing
Mark possibilities
Yet truth reveals the remoteness

A reckoning awaits
Frozen by the weakness
Death is in an absence of faith

Copyright SGW 2007

Thursday, November 26, 2009

Poem: Making Love

Making Love


Sitting together talking

Sharing unbroken vision

A peaceful meditation

Held hands in quiet moments

Hugs in joining, melt to one

Lying beside you naked

Building arousals, entwined

Back and forth of pleasuring

Deep breaths, rolling of bodies

Heartbeat to heartbeat; alive

Laughing with playful vigor

Your slender form upon me

Climactic embrace of joys

Lingering in connection

Then more and more and more still

Marveling over such depth

In the warmth of making love


Copyright SGW 2006


Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Poem: The Way The Mind Of A Right Wingnut "Thinks" However Many Facts Call Into Question Every Untruth They Attempt To Mindlessly Spread

The Way The Mind Of A Right Wingnut “Thinks” However Many Facts Call Into Question Every Untruth They Attempt To Mindlessly Spread

Marxism takeover
Communist plot
Destroying the nation
Fear of a lot

Suppressing religion
Obama’s a shill
Guvmint reaching
Jeremiah and Bill (Ayres)

Greenies are scheming
Queers run amuck
Death panels lurking
Immigrants? Fuck!

Drudge, FOX and Limbaugh
Feed us the fix
Pull off the curtain
Learn all the tricks

Sadly mistaken
Built upon lies
Right wingnut viewpoint
Seen with closed eyes

Copyright SGW 2009

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

It's Just Sex

Ok, that title will get hits for sure! I am referring to the Two Roads Theatre production written by Jeff Gould and directed by Rich Shaw, which I had the pleasure of seeing in Los Angeles recently.

I highly recommend this smart and sassy play on relationships, with a few twists. Gould has written some wonderful dialogue and most of the cast does a great job of taking those lines and putting comedic timing at the fore in bringing out the humor and perceptiveness within them. Particularly good are Tommy Hinkley, as Carl, the free-spirited, open-minded husband, of Kelly, played by Jackie Debatin. Both are on the mark throughout the play and exhibit strong chemistry. They are given great material, but it is up to them to deliver it, and deliver it they do.

Seth Peterson, as Greg, is a bit wooden, and Scott Klace seems slightly miscast as Phil, Joan's (Rebecca Staab) philandering husband.

The play explores infidelity, love, mid-life boredom, aspirations, and much more. It's Just Sex is well worth taking in. Two Roads Theatre is a small and quaint playhouse, with an apparently limited budget (they hand out pieces of chocolate before the show and the lobby is not much larger than a closet), but it provides a sense of closeness with the three couples involved in the emotional roller coaster that love and sex bring about.

In L.A.? Go see It's Just Sex.

Sunday, October 18, 2009

Poem: Republicans

Republicans


Were elected to serve us, but serve us they won’t

Any offered solutions, their answer is don’t

Reforming of health care, the time is at hand

Stand as obstructers, to hell with a plan


Demagogue issues, deny, lie, mislead

The purpose is clearly representative greed

Speak for big business, insurers and rich

Pretend for the masses, than pull double-switch


Represented by FOX of that “fair-balanced” claim

The viewers are morons, the hosts are insane

Where fair is more fear and balance quite not

Republican bias is all that they’ve got


The Party of No, holding ‘nary a care

Twisting all answers, they mindlessly scare

The mess of their making, though they’ll never admit

Their leadership worthless, their agenda is shit


Copyright SGW 2009


Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Poem: Stirred

Stirred

Your curiosity and innocence dug too deep
Stirring the pot of memories
To worlds your faery-taled life can’t know
I place no blame

My cancer story pained you
But it is mine
And what I recalled was lost friends
Which led to lost loves
D
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Then trials and tribulations beyond what I could ever expect of your comprehension
Abuses so dark
Scars too deep
Self-inflicted wounds

You cannot know
‘Fore you’ve never known
So this hornet’s nest is mine today
And I sit with all these stings

Copyright SGW 2009

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Bobbyspeak

"What we need in the United States is not division; what we need in the United States is not hatred; what we need in the United States is not violence or lawlessness; but love and wisdom, and compassion toward one another, and a feeling of justice toward those who still suffer within our country, whether they be white or they be black."

Robert Kennedy 1968 in Indiana on the day Martin Luther King Jr. was killed.

Saturday, October 3, 2009

Bobbyspeak

"It is from numberless diverse acts of courage and belief that human history is shaped. Each time a man stands up for an ideal, or acts to improve the lot of others, or strikes out against injustice, he sends forth a ripple of hope, and crossing each other from a million different centers of energy and daring those ripples build a current which can sweep down the mightiest walls of oppression and resistance ..."

Robert Kennedy 1966