Brokeback Mountain Came After 9/11

[Sage Sweetwater]

Sage Sweetwater wrote this two-part poem on Sept. 11, 2006 and posted it on Authors Den...Son of a Preacher Man was later to be followed up by Pony Boy's Angel, written by Sage Sweetwater in memory of John Keohane, a gay man who perished on Sept. 11, 2001 at the World Trade Center. 41-year-old John Keohane was at work near the World Trade Center when the planes hit. He was killed by falling debris. Keohane worked at One Liberty Plaza near the World Trade Center and died when the towers collapsed. After the planes hit the Trade Center towers, Keohane met Mike Lyons, his partner of 17 years, on the street, and called his mother from his cell phone. "They were just in the streets like everybody else," Keohane’s sister, Darlene Keohane, told The San Francisco Chronicle. "As he was talking, he had thought a third plane crashed into the building." What Keohane thought was a third crash was really the collapse of the South tower of the World Trade Center. While Lyons survived, Keohane was killed by falling debris. Tragically, Lyons committed suicide March 1, 2002, on his 41st birthday. Posted along with these poems is a webpage with names and photos of gay and lesbian men and women who died on that horrendous day. Many of them died as heros. Ironically, the first mentioned on the list is a 65-year-old openly gay priest Father Mychal Judge who was assisting a firefighting victim at the time of his death...diversity is what will stop the violence in this world and on this special day when it arrives, we will have kindly evolved into peace-loving, caring individuals of acceptance on this planet Earth. It's something to most certainly look forward to. What will it take? Creative Thinkers.

Gay and Lesbian Victims and Heroes of 9/11
http://www.angelfire.com/fl3/uraniamanuscripts/sept11.html

With that said, Brokeback Mountain Came After 9/11. Sage Sweetwater's lesbian Western novel, From the Convent to the Rawhide: The Saga of Sadie Cade and Vi Montana, the lesbian equivalent to Brokeback Mountain, is being adapted to screen to be a motion picture. Brokeback Mountain was written by Annie Proulx and adapted to screen, taking Seven Golden Globes! A sweet reward for a lifestyle that won't be hushed or tamed! Sage Sweetwater supports and sanctions the Gay and Lesbian Rodeo Association and the Christian Cowboys Chapters throughout America.

Son of a Preacher Man

the only boy who
could ever teach me
anything was the
son of a preacher man,

Bobby John Jack
in the alley sittin'
hard in the cadillac,
Dusty Springfield
blastin' from the
leopard deck,
speakers in back,

the only boy who
could ever teach me
anything was the
son of a preacher man,

"can you get away tonight
Pony Boy?" Bobby John Jack
asked, lurin' me to bite.

"might." looking down to
see how much he'd grown,
leather gear strapped around
his muscled rear, son of a
preacher man, he's queer,

"tonight, Bobby John Jack."
I walked away slow so his
coconut suntan oil didn't fade,
took out my silver Zorro, the
gay blade and cut the air,
I had it made,

elevator took me up to floor 22
Asian, African, German, Jew,
some gay, some straight too,
don't think I made it, heard
the plane hit the tower,
God! We're dyin' forgive
our sins, black smoke inferno,
terrorists in power,

"not tonight, Pony Boy."
Bobby John Jack planted
me a memorial flower,

the only boy who
could ever teach me
anything was the
son of a preacher man...


Copyright 2006 Sage Sweetwater, firebrand lesbian novelist


Pony Boy's Angel

Pony Boy, who did
you love on earth
when you were
running with that
brat pack...

Wasn't Sammy or
Dean Martin, was
the olives in the
cocktail of Bobby
John Jack...

Pony Boy, was
Bobby John Jack
a singer...

Nope...Bobby John
Jack was the son of
a preacher man, a
playwrite gay swinger...

Pony Boy, what color
of eyes did Bobby John
Jack have...

Sinatra Blue, the shade
one sees just before
the plane hit the tower
and dies...

Pony Boy, what have you
learned in your earth life...

The son of a preacher man
was the only boy who could
ever teach me anything,
sharp as Zorro, the gay blade,
my knife, I learned how to act
like George Hamilton, my dreams
went up in smoke, tan lines instantly
to burnt flight toast...

Pony Boy, what date do you want
to start your gay angel internship...

September 11, 2008, seven years I
have been gone, I looked out
the 22nd floor tower window
just before and saw Bobby John
Jack's quivering lip...he saw the
plane and prayed like a preacher
man's son...

Pony Boy, I put my finger in
this Holy water, you have
been baptized and assigned
your wings, heaven is
free of bigotry,
Go bring your boys OUT...

Life is not measured by the number
of breaths we take...but rather...
by the moments that take our
breath away...



Copyright 2006-2008 Ms. Sage Sweetwater, firebrand lesbian novelist
http://www.authorsden.com/sagesweetwater

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[Author-Poet Aberjhani]

What got to me in Brokeback Mountain was the combined magnitude of talent first involved in the writing of the project, and then the actors. I've always admired Annie Proulx's literary accomplishments and took note when she first won a couple of major awards for the story on which the movie was based. Then, already a Pulitzer winner herself, the story was adapted for screen by her fellow Pulitzer winner Larry McMurtry. Talk about some serious literary brain power for a single project! (My apologies for forgetting the name of the woman who worked with McMurtry on the screenplay.) Then along comes director Ang Lee adding his masterful cinematic touch to the canvas.

All of this with an amazingly talented cast's performance in the film to me demonstrated the very definition of creative diversity in action to produce something greater that a singular political, social, religious, or generally cultural agenda, and something far greater than the fear of "otherness" that drives too many people's bigotry and prejudice. It created the kind of of artistic vision that for me both defines aspects of the human experience while simultaneously transcending it to provide a profound example of natural spirituality manifesting as love, the beauty of nature, and the human struggle to overcome human-imposed limitations on personal identity and empowerment.

Greatly enjoyed the post, the poems, and the loving remembrance.

Aberjhani

[In Love With Music]

I would diversity is already here and a very real part of our lives. Some just have problems acknowledging it and they can be very loud when it comes to voicing their frustrations or ignorance regarding the meaning of diversity in the world.

mlm

[Gene Williamson]

Sage, I finally caught up with Son of a Preacher Man and Pony Boy's Angel. Every line a gem. You know of course that I love the way you write and how you write! Yours are, in fact, the moments
that take our breaths away. You deserve all the good things that are happening to you. -gene.

[Romantic Poetess]

Good Morning Sage :)
Great Poems!
It's so ignorant to have a dislike of a person because of what they like, or the color of their skin. Those types are truely of ingnorant minds, but also trapped inside their own arrogance.

"Ignorance is simply a lack of knowledge,
Arrogance is self proclaimed superiority"

Ingnorance can get educated, I am not sure what we can do for those minds that are trappen in arrogance. I don't understand how people can have such hatred, and demise for anohter. It takes such energy to have those feelings & they are surely draining. Man, it's so much better to smile & enjoy each other. One day interatial, gay rleationships, skin color....all of it will be such a thing of the past. Our future ancestors will be reading history books, and wonder why we all were so stupid back in the day. They won't be able to fathom it. Not in my life time. But I know I have made a difference in racism in my little neck of the woods, because my daughters do not have the shallow judgmental minds of racism & prejuduce. They do but for people who are harmful to them.
I Rolled Very Far From The Beliefs of My Family Tree & Then Even Further Away & I Am Very Proud & Happy To Say I Am The Blacksheep of My Family
I am glad to be!! :)
Much Love Always To You Woman of Lesbian Erotica
Peace Babe
Vickie xo