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Issue #1, April-May 2017 – Contents:
 
 

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

Machiavellian Business Snakes

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

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

Corporate crooks who factory farm
practice mutagenics
global warming’s just a start
sweeping under carpets
the ugly deeds they do

Bulbous parasites fakes
machiavellian business snakes
shortsighted money grubbing
wormy squirmy weasels

In hackneyed coats and ties
narcissistic weenies
chasing tin pot strategies
bulldoze mama nature

Spewing plumes of air pollution
machiavellian business snakes
claiming they know what it takes

In reality they hide
inside fancy towers
exercising strangleholds
greedy for more power

Choking every creature in the forest
making sure even more
life forms disappear

A hollow and barbaric
juggernaut this world of suits
multiplying knockout blows
pumping toxins into creek beds
dumping plastics in the ocean

Normally refusing
to accept responsibility
high strung power grasping pricks
raping mother earth

  

Drawing above by Frost Newton

 

© 2017 by Robert Lane Wilder

The Savior

On Powell Street a few blocks up from Market,
a rail thin, black transsexual in hot pants and a bra
is yelling at people, “25 cents. That’s all I need
to get something to eat!

When I put a dollar in her hand, she says in a high-pitched voice,
Oh my God, darling! You saved my life!

And after I walk a few steps past her, I turn and see her
moving through the crowd, probably to the Burger King
or McDonalds where she’ll savor her food
as if it was a gourmet meal,

and maybe say a prayer for me. . .

the one who saved her life.
 
 

© 2017 by Jeff Zable

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

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

Healthy Sign - Deep Ecology in SF Bay

Healthy Sign

More than happy ducklings
trawling brackish pond
eleven fuzzy flyway things
downy feathered ducklings
little ones that probably
have not yet faced danger

Mother goose watches them
chasing eel grass tadpoles fish
energizing just to see
eleven gadwall ducklings

Sunlit days thru SF Bay
visions of these flash within
eco conscious minds like mine
a palpable inordinately
welcome healthy sign

  

© 2017 by Robert Lane Wilder