State of Affairs

Just like the song
there were clouds in my coffee
I watched them change shapes
from wild hares to silly smiles

Took another sip
it was hot
it was sweet

Twirling my slippers
around my toes
cushions of ease
another indication of
the drowsiness of my current existence

I have to ask,
when did our love change?
When did it go from
wild, open orange flames
licking at our “souls”
to steadily glowing grey rocks
all snug in a dirt based pit
needing constant stirring to keep them warm
against the cooling breeze of indifference?

Last time we made love
last time we had sex
different things, these two

Our ambitious frolics
passed away without an obituary
what remains is comfortable
but not clever

In the bowels of your stomach
you feel it, too
but we say nothing
devious but not noxious

We do not mean to evade
what needs to be said
that will never be spoken aloud.

Nice of you to bring me coffee
you’re always nice to me
is nice enough, for the rest of my life?

©Susan Morgan Bosler
2009

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Beauty

Beauty subjective truth
holds some spellbound
holds others aloof
when the rooster calls
each morning’s dawn
another chance
is born
to be renewed
in the eyes of a lover
in the soul of a friend
are you beautiful
in deed
in word
in thought

Beauty subjective truth
runs afoul with disappointment
lasts no longer than a blink
fallen idol trails after furtively
seeking transubstantiation
from lowly wretch
to heavenly darling
no wrinkles, no lines
no hour to pass
upon the flesh
past twenty-five

Beauty subjective truth
comes only to those with peace
a continence to shine
through thin worn skin
the years of loving often bring
the correct choices more likely made
in deed
in word
in thought
find peace here in the soul
of beauty’s subjective truth

©Susan Morgan Bosler, 2009

Just a small note:  I hope you can find Jean Cocteau’s La Belle et la Bete – it is a wonderful film!!

So now, I have not been around here for some time.  I am figuring that it is best to use this Blog as a place to discuss what’s on my mind.   I have been Twittering.  If you haven’t Twittered – how come?  If you are on-line or use any kind of communication device of the 21st century you really should give Twitter a test drive.  Why?  I dunno, I am hoping to be paid to say it.  Not really, but it never hurts to ask.

So anyway, I was playing with Twitter tonight and low and behold there was someone on Twitter pretending, and doing a very nice job, to be Gerard Butler.    If you don’t know him – he’s that awfully adorable hunk of a Scotsman who was in Phantom of the Opera, 300, PS I love you, RocknRolla, and several others.  Heck I have even seen movies he has been in that went straight to dvd – but I wouldn’t call myself a fanatic.  I have a healthy and deeply involved fantasy lust for the man, but then again so do thousands, nay, millions of others.  I wonder how it feels to be the object of lust for so many?  Creepy good or creepy bad?  I’ll have to pretend ask him the next time we meet in Tahiti for Virgin Blue Hawaiians.  I understand he gave up alcohol.

Tonight I witnessed first hand how nuts women can get just thinking they were chatting or Twittering with GB.  Now I have it on good authority that GB does not Twitter.   Our friends at http://www.gerardbutler.net have stated that he does not have a Facebook page, a Myspace page or a Twitter account.  And, they should know because they are the “Unofficial Official Gerard Butler Site.”    So, this is on good authority.

Actually it was a bit funny to watch the comments and replies.  Apparently whoever was twittering was behaving as a “round-heeled” womanizer who wanted to take on as many exotic women who were willing to have a go at it.  If you don’t know what “round-heeled” means look it up – it ain’t a compliment.

I suppose my question is this – when we Twitter, who are we Twittering with?  How can we know for sure.  I guess we can’t, and maybe that’s the fun.  It’s like a masquerade ball of the 21st century type.  So go ahead and Twitter but remember to always remember, who you are Twittering with is only a picture and a name.

~SMB

Treehouse

If you loved me
the way I love you
I would build you a house
in our favorite tree
and there would be windows and holes
everywhere for other people to see
that you loved me
the way I love you.

If you needed me
the way I need you
I would dress up our skyward dwelling
with lots of limbs sprouting decorative leaves
and everyone would see how mesmerized by you “is me”
if you needed me
the way I need you.

If you wanted me
the way I want you
we could live anywhere and be happy and true
and all the world would know by our demeanor
that we were those people who are in love
if you wanted me
the way I want you.

copyright Susan Morgan Bosler
October 6, 2008

Photo obtained at Photobucket

Wake Up

They planned for years
in quiet
to take US down
but in front of everyone
year after year
there is a trail
if you are capable of following it
there is the one
the one that wants to be the sun
there are others
the ones that want what they want
he is happy to be in front
they are happy he will be mutable
a willing patsy, is he
radicals and terrorists
are his closest advisors and friends
he likes their money and their way
he lacks fortitude
he is slick, but not too smart
smart enough to talk the shit
but not too bright when it comes to addition
millions of dollars that come from nowhere
who can give that kind of dough?
Why ask, no one really wants to know
except for US,
we who do not want our liberty lost
he is a very bad man
a very bad man, is he
don’t silence us
it is our guarantee
we have bled to be free
wake up sleepy heads
your world is about to spiral
if you do not
wake up.

VOTE

copyright Susan Morgan Bosler 2008