REALITY T.V.? REALLY?

“Life moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.” ~Ferris Bueller 1986

Let’s get real.
What’s so interesting about mouthy spoiled brats
shaking their asses around Calabasas.
When I was a bachelor, it was hard enough
to catch the eye of one American beauty
let alone woo a bevy of babes. Surviving
was just living day to day. The natives on
Woola Woola Island have it rough enough,
without television crews trampling the foliage.
I have a voice, but not what others want to hear,
I have a choice and I choose to remotely control
to the saving of my soul what I view.
Reality is waking every morning to face the world,
or the little part of it we CAN control, that DOES
affect our lives. Rambunctious kids and
adult children chasing the “Dream”, American
or otherwise. Battling job issues (If you even have one),
Twits on twitter and TMZ do not phase me,
it’s crazy to hang on every hashtag (#bullshit).
People below the poverty level,
folks battling diseases,
elderly losing their minds in a painfully real way.
Life is not a game we pay. Dog-eat-dog
had it’s day, but nailing the other poor bastard
for the joy of it is also #bullshit.
Rule your realm, take the helm and steer
past the schlock, turn the tube off and live your life.
Really. You be what’s on tonight. You’ll be alright!

© Coyright Walter J Wojtanik – 2014

POETIC ASIDES APRIL P.A.D. – DAY 17: POP CULTURE

HAIKU – THE RADIO STAR

The radio star
sadly killed by video,
now sings on iPod

***Haiku Day – Say it in seventeen!

© Coyright Walter J Wojtanik – 2014

POETIC ASIDES APRIL P.A.D. – DAY 17: POP CULTURE

TURN ABOUT IS FAIR PLAY

“You spin me right round, baby
right round like a record, baby
Right round round round” ~Dead or Alive

“Stacks of wax and platters” are making a comeback,
grooves and tracks on vinyl in revival. Their survival is surprising.
Comprising decades of development, their relevance is “new”.
Milk crates in storage, collecting dust and warped,
turning that page to today. Cracks and crackles are cool,
old school. Turntables modified; USB port computerized,
transferred favorites are digitized. A complete 180 turn around.
No tapes, no discs, no mp3s. You spin me round,
Like a record Baby! Right round round round.

© Coyright Walter J Wojtanik – 2014

POETIC ASIDES APRIL P.A.D. – DAY 17: POP CULTURE

i carry my iPhone **

**with apologies to e.e.cummings

i carry my iPhone with me
(i carry it in my pocket)
i am never without my camera
(anywhere i go my camera’s my iPhone;
and whenever I’m lost
my GPS and compass are you,my iPhone)

i fear no texts
(for you are my connection, my tether)
i want no computer
(for the internet can be logged onto, with you)
and it’s you that is whatever a radio had always been
and whatever a palm-sized television studio can be

here is the simplest secret everybody knows
(here is the cell of my cell and the ear-bud of my hands-free
and the matter of all that really doesn’t matter of this app called life;
which delves as low as a soul can go or minutia a mind can hold)
and this is a wonder how we functioned without you!

i carry my iPhone.
(i carry it in my pocket)

© Coyright Walter J Wojtanik – 2014

POETIC ASIDES APRIL P.A.D. – DAY 17: POP CULTURE

THE HISTORY OF COLA WARS THROUGH “POP” CULTURE

Delicious and Refreshing,
More bounce to the ounce.
Revives and sustains,
Taste that beats the others cold.

Thirst knows no season,
the hit that saves the day.
There’s nothing like it when you’re thirsty,
Pause and refresh yourself.

For those who think young,
Come alive.
You’ve got a lot to live,
Join the people feeling free.

Stop at the red sign,
around the corner from anywhere.
A pure drink of natural flavors,
the pause that refreshes.

Catch that spirit,
your taste for life.
Now! Take the challenge,
The choice of a new generation.

Ice cold sunshine,
Don’t wear a tired, thirsty face.
When it’s hard to get started,
get the feel of wholesome refreshment.

Gotta have it,
the choice is yours.
Be young, have fun, Drink
Right now!

Stop for a pause… Go refreshed.
The best friend Thirst Ever Had,
Anytime is the right time To Pause.
Thirst stops Here.

Generation Next. It’s The Cola.
Taste the one thing that’s forever young
Something for everyone,
every generation refreshes the world.

A Taste All its own,
It’s the real thing
for people on the go.
A sign of Good Taste.

Born in the Carolinas,
Live of now; Change the Game,
The Best Drink Created Worldwide,
Where There’s Pepsi, There’s Music.

Coke… After Coke… After Coke
It’s The Real Thing,
Have a Coke and a Smile.
Always Coca-Cola.

***Written totally from Coca-Cola Ⓡ and Pepsi Ⓡ slogans throughout the years!
Coke slogans in BOLD; Pepsi not.

© Coyright Walter J Wojtanik – 2014

POETIC ASIDES APRIL P.A.D. – DAY 17: POP CULTURE

MISTAKEN IDENTITY

A mother and her little guy
at the Thanksgiving Day parade.
Marching bands and floats on hand,
the view? They had it made.

High in the breeze, above the all trees,
cartoon hot air balloons dip and swoon,
This was his joy; one lucky young boy,
he was glad in his heart that the parade had started.

Excited was he, he was older than three
as he leaped up to point to the sky,
Charlie Brown’s dog came, Snoopy by name,
but he yelled “THERE’S THE MET LIFEⓇ GUY!”

© Coyright Walter J Wojtanik – 2014

POETIC ASIDES APRIL P.A.D. – DAY 17: POP CULTURE

:)

“Have a Nice Day” you would say if you had a voice.
Your face alone speaks volumes, columns and columns
of bright yellow smiles filled the aisles at the K-Store,
et al. That static grin and wide-eyed stare were there
to cheer and distract from the fact that times were changing.
A joyous little romp (with NO thanks to Gump),
this little guy was in the right place in the right time!
But then again, “Shit Happens!”

© Coyright Walter J Wojtanik – 2014

POETIC ASIDES APRIL P.A.D. – DAY 17: POP CULTURE