NEW POEM - "Wishing Against Reality"

Hey Everybody:


Sorry for the delay in a new post, but it's been an interesting week, to say the least. I just finished putting together a new poem that kind of jumped out on its own. I will warn you:

***WARNING***WARNING***WARNING***

This is an abstract poem - very abstract. Please read it and try to make sense of it best as you can and if I hear any need for some commentary, I'll be glad to provide it in a later post.

Ususally this kind of writing is not really my style, but I started typing and didn't stop and this is what I came with. I already see this reaching out to my deep thinking audience (at least I hope so). I like it, but, again, if you want a deeper understanding of it that you cannot intepret let me know.

(Sigh of relief) Now that that's over with, read and speak on it. Thanks for visiting!


Wishing Against Reality

I look from a distance
Wishing for things that once were
My soul put up a resistance
Rebelling against what occurred
It hurts to remember what occurred
Moments in time branded in memory
A painful script with or without words
Wish I could shake and loose it from my memory
Self-analysis is up and telling me
Coercing me to relinquish hope on a lost cause
My soul’s bleeding in the midst
Submerged in confusion - a world of lost laws


Counterparts move remorseless
Second thoughts cancelled in advance
Not understanding my internal forces
No attachment to the last dance
Or any other fleeting moments of the like
The shock robs me of my speech
Leaving me silent on the mic
Never imagined that this was what it’d be like
Me stuck in position
While my formers continue to move
As I sit, stuck here, buying dreams and wishing


My mindstate is stuck in sub-zero plus wind-chill
Gambled before to win thrills
But lost it all and was forced to fold
Which is why this despair is instilled
Aging my spirit well past old
Causing me to be looked at in a way lesser
Eyes and heart continue to shun me
Seeking consolation and solace from none other but me
Looking over and seeing past roles played out
Bookmarking any progress made
However, preferred destiny spectates and stays out
Aiding the culprit’s decision
Detailing my reflections with careful precision
My counterpart is no longer in alignment
Looking at what once was and proceed with even more wishing

-W.A. Gordon

NEW POEM - "Different Pages, Different Chapters"

Hey Everybody,

With that weekend coming up, I figured I'd write about the reality of relationships in a new poem. I think that everybody who reads it will agree and disagree, laugh, cry (I hope not), or maybe even see themselves in the words. As always, please check it out and let me know what you think. Whenever you do, all you're doing is helping me get better at what I'm trying to do for a living. Thanks for visiting and enjoy!

Different Pages, Different Chapters

We always seem to be on different pages
Or worse yet, different chapters
So many challenging communication cases
So many examples to capture
My heart is yours and even captured
Which makes it all difficult
I prefer conflict less than laughter
Don’t want it to get even more difficult
We both mean well and good
But the words often go in vain
Especially when the other can’t tell it’s good
The fabric of our relationship continues to collect stains

Feeling like our wires keep getting crossed
Mixed and in translation lost
I try so hard not to be lost
All for our heart’s sake
I’d rather win you over than be lost
I’ll keep playing the game
Regardless of what the cards say
I’ll keep loving you the same
In hopes that my efforts alone will make you stay
But the conversations get uneasy
We both watch it break down
It all happens now so easy
Watching the communication walls break down
I miss all of the preliminary
The newness that we started in
I guess all of that was temporary
Fleeting happy days have our hearts hardening

Some days the talk is sweet
Easy going, words move smooth
Loving the word exchange between you and me
But other times clouds swoop and swoon
And stormy weather plagues you and me
Then the confusion opens up
Giving me a bushel of apples
And pleading for me to make lemonade
This war of words drains my ammo
While you’re upping your weapon-grade
Evolving in our battle of wits
And we know we’re both armed
The words cause the battle to escalate and shift
Words now becoming even more strong
And now we’re both at risk of being even more wrong
With maturity and reason being evicted
Without 30 days notice
And neither of us notice
That the communication is now on four flats
Getting us stuck on the road to nowhere
It’s my “perspective” versus your “facts”
Crossing “Caution” tape, making us go there

And so in reading the book about us
I sadly see that we’re indeed on different pages
Even worse, in different chapters
My hindsight recollecting all of the prior stages
And how again and again we exist in the peacetime after
But is it any different in the after?
Our feelings and reason will have to decipher
Opting to cry now to later enjoy laughter after?
A decision left to us, the story writers
Readers observe and think this is one and done
With no sequel possible
But I look at how far we’ve come
And I know that more than a trilogy is possible
I’m prepared to challenge the impossible
Because I know that love makes all possible
Besides, I’m loving the plotline
Getting caught in the plot’s twists and turns
Going for your heart since you’ve got mine
Really, I’d be that character missing her
And despite the hits and misses with words
I’m ok with being in different pages or even chapters
At least we’re still in the same book
And there’s no telling what’s to come in the stories after

-W.A. Gordon

NEW POEM - "Writing Explanation"

Hey Everybody-

I just got done putting together a new piece. Funny part about this one is that I didn't know where I was going with this one until the words just started flowing. Before I knew it, I was done with a title and all. I really want your opinions on this one since it was really unexpected. Read it and leave your thoughts. I'll be back with another post soon. Thanks!






Writing Explanation (My Soul Speech)

My soul wishes that it could speak
The passion inside burns so deep
So much to say at one time
So I’m quick to use slow speech
With no risk of getting watered down
My desire’s getting hotter now
To present my thoughts to open ears
Feels like I’ve finally got ‘em now

I lace my thoughts meticulous
People disagree and call them ridiculous
They fear that I might be right
So they discount the words I write
Marked down to clearance prices
I’ve gotten used to the skeptics
Those not comfortable with my methods
Scared of the unorthodox contemporary
Taking you down the roads less-traveled
I promise you, the discomfort is only temporary

Words burn my throat like chloroseptic
Which is why with words I’m so selective
Carefully choosing my speech
In fear that my voice is de-selected
Don’t want to lose the crowd that I’ve been blessed with
Indeed, I stay open to suggestions
But I loudly proclaim my opinioned stance
My opinioned rants
Still, my opinion stands
And now even critics offer applause
The plot’s irony thickens
My self-expression goes against and breaks all laws
Translating my soul’s speech into words that are written


-W.A. Gordon

My Blog World is Expanding!!!

Hey Everybody:
Anybody who really knows me, knows that I go hard for the Cavs. With that said, I've been brought on to write blogs for a site called GearUpForSports.com. It's a new site that I will be writing blogs for concerning the Cavs (YESSIR!!!) and the Cowboys. If you have any love for sports, clink the links to get to the site and peep my blogs.

Until then, come back soon for my new blog on here. I've got something planned that will be big when I get done with it. See you then!

-W.A. Gordon

"NFL"..."Broke"...in the Same Sentence?!?

Here is a PSA for those who don't know: We're in a recession! Yes, even presidential candidate McCain shook his denial a few months ago and conceded that we are indeed in a recession. Funny part is I, like many others, thought the hardest hit would primarily be working-class or the middle-sized organizations. Lo and behold, NFL Commissioner Roger Goodell has proven my naive thoughts to be wrong.


According to the State of the NFL address given by the commish last week, the NFL is not "immune from what's going on out in the economy". So you mean to tell me that this country's favorite and most revered sport that is indeed a multi-million dollar machine is feeling the pain like us little guys do? I did some additional research and received names of teams feeling the pinch (sorry Browns, Redskins, and Patriots fans) and the vow of 75% of the league's teams to keep their ticket prices intact. Click here for the article. I guess I'm not the only one juggling lint in my pockets right about now, huh?


I don't know about you, but I still find it hard to believe. Players making millions, owners making even more millions, and cities earning revenue by "renting" out the stadiums. I mean, we're talking about guys making millions hand over fist, teams shelling out high-priced licensed merchandise, and the advertising (oh yes, the advertising) that is placed all around this machine just has to be helping to close the gap, don't you think?


So if you were anything like me or most of the audience tonight, you caught these Super Bowl ads (for some, the main reason they watch this thing anyway - LOL). I caught some eye-catching ones, some funny ones - not a bad mix at all. Caught a good laugh on the CareerBuilder.com ad where the poor koala kept getting punched.



Out of curiousity, I did some quick homework (Thanks, Google!) and discovered how much these ads were costing to put up. The price is - drumroll please..........$3 million!!! $3 million for every 30 seconds of fame that these companies want during one of the most watched events of the year.


My question is simply this: if the NFL is hurting anywhere near what they say they are, does the revenue from the ads that surrounds their crown jewel game ease any of the pain? I'd like to think that $3 million dollars for 30-seconds of attention would equate to some kind of profit. Perhaps there is a lot that I don't know or understand, or maybe I just don't (and won't) have a clue about, but recession or no recession, $3 million dollars is a lot of cake. Let's be honest: what the NFL considers as tough times is nothing near as serious as what most people and smaller organizations have to deal with on a daily basis. Just my opinion.


-W.A. Gordon