Digital Ambivalence

Wacky minions every day
bubbling from coffee cups
electronic tablets
all sizes holding sway

A harrowing despair
spilling over everywhere
bodies pink and overweight
pasted into chairs

Frantic fingers plinkity plink
fussing over pricey drink
overflowing greed
an arrogance that lingers

Packs of over eager
hungry and ambitious yupsters
simply won’t look up
pawing pointless gadgets
a south of Market coffee shop

 
 

© 2017 by Robert Lane Wilder

George Grosz

George Grosz presented imagery so poignantly.
Into human folly, grasping zeitgeist by its throat.
He took apart convention and conformity
nailing its reality, civilization in decline.

George Grosz - Robert Lane Wilder poetry

Pointing out pointlessness,
the evils of an ugly age.
Grosz a peerless visionary
zeroed in, exposing
the underpinnings of corruption.

Eagerly he’d spotlight
this milieu, its grim chokehold…
Grosz unequaled social critic
prescient, he foretold.

Everyday I scootch around
disgusted much like him,
social failures wreaking havoc
without and within.

Bureaucrats, pervasive
corporate robots waving fists,
clearing out the best and brightest
from within our midst.

 
 

Drawing above by George Grosz

 

© 2017 by Robert Lane Wilder

Unfulfilled Desire

Unfulfilled Desires - Robert Lane Wilder poetry
Jaded I parade under San Francisco
waiting for a J K L or N train
hard to breathe a little numb

Noticing the grim and glum
wannabes from offices
rap tap tapping phones
complacent narcissistic weenies

Fingering entitlements
techno discomboobulated
clamoring for something better
gazing at some gadget

Inside gobs of ire
flailing inside never ending
unfulfilled desire

Truly here a somewhat loopy
mild mannered joe
falling prey to corporate metal teeth
that don’t let go

 

      Unfulfilled Desires (Sound Clip) - Robert Lane Wilder

 

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Drawing above by Frost Newton

 
© 2017 by Robert Lane Wilder

Have a Pressing Problem?

A place on Sacramento Street
that sits you in a catbird seat.
For finery in need of care
Peninou, he helps you there!

Gamely Pierre Peninou
knowing what your garment’s worth,
glowingly he measures girth.
Unrivaled service brought to you…
expert Pierre Peninou!

In a hurry? There’s no worry.
Accommodating through and through,
plucky Pierre Peninou!
See the fancy logo on his company hat.
Consummate taste, it shows in that.
Cultured Pierre Peninou!

Pierre mending collar stays.
He’ll impress proper plays.
Remarkable his craftsmanship
especially with finer things.
He makes sure seersucker suits
positively sing!

He unwrinkles, blocks, repairs, even cuffs & collars
skirts, culottes, sweats and blazers.
Even sprucing laundry bags
with a winning splash.
Velvet capes he cleans with style.
Get your night gown pressed with dash.
Suits he tailor makes for you.
Crafty Pierre Peninou!

He’ll reinforce, depill, stain guard
& if you like, repel for you.
Flat cuffs cold, they’re old hat.
Complicated tasks he’ll do…
Call on Pierre Peninou!

  

© 2017 by Robert Lane Wilder

Casing the Headlands

Casing the Headlands

In these hills fortress walls
where enormous guns
defended North America.

Out by Rodeo Beach
mammoth 15 inchers
kept enemies at bay.

Gath’red by these clumps of trees
a klatch of ghostly inductees…
in this air orderlies
from other eras congregate.

Attachés from long ago
in silver hazes by the sea…
metallic notes from buoys
punctuate, fiddle dee dee!!

Gazing at the blue sea stack
(along this coast a shimmery glaze),
taking in thwacking waves

Like Helmut Lang in days of yore
prancing this majestic shore
a slinky wisp I wander ’round Hill 88.

What in world will others see
fifty years from now?

Will there be another
shadow spirit by the sea?
Gaucho reincarnates
undisturbed and free?

Maybe they’ll be scooched
beside a dreamy wag like me
who also seems to perorate
atop Hill 88.1

  

1 Rodeo Beach & Hill 88 are in the Marin headlands of Golden Gate park, locations which for a hundred years plus were part of a monster military base. Happily, these are now a staging ground for spectacular sunsets.

  

© 2017 by Robert Lane Wilder

Music and Poetry Audio

The following tracks are performances by author Robert Lane Wilder with music by Anthony Sepulveda.

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      The San Francisco Beat (Sound Clip) - Robert Lane Wilder

 

      Playa Bunnies (Sound Clip) - Robert Lane Wilder

 

      Cheap Apartment Living (Sound Clip) - Robert Lane Wilder

 

      Chillin With Gerard (Sound Clip) - Robert Lane Wilder

 

      Cliffside Hovering Pelicans (Sound Clip) - Robert Lane Wilder

 

      Legend Edward Hopper (Sound Clip) - Robert Lane Wilder

 

      Employment Today (Sound Clip) - Robert Lane Wilder

 

      Unfulfilled Desires (Sound Clip) - Robert Lane Wilder

 

      A Hard Pressed Modern Goth Grrl (Sound Clip) - Robert Lane Wilder

 

      A Freedom Rider Cool (Sound Clip) - Robert Lane Wilder

 

      Props for Stig (Sound Clip) - Robert Lane Wilder

 

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The Mass Transit Blues

I.

A useless thing this safety net
no help for the ones who get
billed a hundred thousand times
the going rate for getting sick

Swindled by Kafkaesque
health insurance bureaucrats
jerked around
fingered like a piece of human lumber
treated like a grim subhuman
tagged with ID number

Corporato profiteer robots far and near
pawns and peons racing ’round
(ambitious sorts who do not care and
could not be more cruel)
corruption breeding cavalier
greed that’s seen as cool

Where is love where compassion
human warmth out of fashion
space cadets in public spaces
sporting ugly stressed out faces

In a tizzy wondering
what does all this mean
jittery fingers palpitating
challenged brains everywhere

Trudging down filthy sidewalks
between trash heap squares and screws
miseries a zillion billion bundled up shoving throughs
between every hangdog face
the mass transit blues

II.

Snapping turtles left and right
emblems of the grand dysfunction
underpinning urban blight

  

-copyr. 2017 by Robert Lane Wilder