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

Rainbow Grocery - San Francisco

Meeting at Rainbow Grocery

Suzi seeing deep
smartly concludes,
He might well be complicated,
aspiration situated.

She sees qualities in him
only artists understand.

Showing on her face
reassuring grace,
coming from her temple
righteous visions of the human race.

Suzi and her glowing smile
occupy a special place
eminently beaming dreamy
rainbow flavored taste.

 

      Meeting At Rainbow Grocery (Sound Clip) - Robert Lane Wilder

The above is just a sound clip. You can get the entire track, of the author reading this poem, by clicking here.

 

Rainbow Grocery = A popular health food co-op in San Francisco. A random scene from it pictured above.

 

© 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

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

 

      Unfulfilled Desires (Sound Clip) - Robert Lane Wilder

 

The above is a sound clip. You can get the whole version, of the author reading the entire work, by clicking here

 

Drawing above by Frost Newton

 
© 2017 by Robert Lane Wilder

Machiavellian Business Snakes

Machiavellian Business Snakes - art by Frost Newton
Spotlights on the fellers
felling old growth trees

Hateful CEOs
wrecking homes of creatures
steamrolling habitats
wiping out wetlands
pulverizing nature

Corporate crooks who factory farm
deceptions at the core
sweeping under carpets
the damage that they do

Parasites fakes
machiavellian business snakes
shortsighted money grubbing
wormy squirmy weasels

Typically in coats and ties
narcissistic weenies
propagating waste and ruin
bulldozing nature

Hatching globs of air pollution
machiavellian business snakes
claiming they know what it takes

All wound up inside a monstrous
zillion dollar tower
exercising strangleholds
flaunting daunting power

Making sure even more life forms die
this barbaric juggernaut
the hollow world of suits
multiplies its knockout blows

Pumping toxins into rivers
dumping plastics in the ocean
all the time refusing to accept responsibility
high strung dipshits
power grasping pricks
raping mother earth

  

Drawing above by Frost Newton

 

© 2017 by Robert Lane Wilder

Casing the Headlands

Casing the Headlands

In these hills
enormous guns
defended North America.

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

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

Attachés from long ago
in silver hazes by the sea…
peeling off metallic notes
a buoy ripples fiddle dee dee

Gazing at some 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
trails around Hill 88.

Wondering what will be
fifty years from now?
Maybe Gaucho reincarnates
undisturbed and free,

Perhaps they’ll be scooched
beside another wag like me
who also comes 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.

Note: Below are short samples only. These are all clips taken from this author’s longer, entire songs or poems. Contact us here to get the full songs or poems.

To check out more free audio clips from this author, click here

 

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

 

      Playa Bunnies (Sound Clip) - Robert Lane Wilder

 

      Cheap Apartment Living (Sound Clip) - Robert Lane Wilder

 

      Employment Today (Sound Clip) - Robert Lane Wilder

The above are sound clips. You can get the whole versions, of the author reading these entire works, by clicking here

The Mass Transit Blues

Breaking right through safety nets
no help for the sick
billed a hundred thousand times
whatever is the going rate

Jerked around by Kafkaesque
health insurance bureaucrats
treated like a piece of lumber
peon tagged with ID number

Corporato profiteer robots everywhere
(ambitious souls who do not care and
could not be more cruel)
smarmy suits they swagger
pretending that they’re cool

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

Tightly wound minions croaking
what does all this mean
jittery fingers palpitating

Trudging down a filthy sidewalk
between trash heap squares and screws
miseries a zillion billion bundled up shoving throughs
between every hangdog face

The mass transit blues

  

-copyr. 2017 by Robert Lane Wilder

Arts Council Meeting in California

The California Arts Council Butt-Kissing Section

Our minds never open. On this you can count!
The California Arts Council Butt-Kissing Section
invites you to its annual Back Stabbers Party.

Butt-kissing cronies get admittance for a pittance.
All other riff-raff has to cough up bundles.

Our highest priority is practicing cliquishness,
vindicating well-dressed clean cut weenies.

We display sanctimonious inauthentic ways
propping up liars with glad handing sneers…
this world’s gauchest brownnosing back stabbers
make for the drippiest party in years!

  

© 2017 by Trajan Black