Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

i know's ......i know's
whichever way that
wind do blow
spillin' out of the
garden hose
spiraling towards 2012
everything quite as a
church mouse
in this pre civil war house
it's in all the pictures
@ the crossroads of history
place where barbara fritchie
waved her union flag
best bar in town is
a place called wags
we be cryin' for jam
dyin' for jam
i spyin' for jam
lay it on the land
JAM!!!!!!!!!

bad to the bone
they be jammin on stone
megaliths of mega-riffs
jam can stand the test of time

we be jammin'
so sublime
while all the
unwrappin is being done
the kiddies are having fun
ma and pa are breathing a sigh
where did all the $$$$$$'s go
ain't no reason to ask why
yet jammin' be free
i know you can see
flow with it dino
saddle up and go
with it
jam!!!!!!!!

got no choice
what can i say
wouldn't want it
any other way
jam today
and jam tomorrow
jam away
your cares and sorrow
we can jam if we want to
if we want to we can jam
the words go round and round and round
and the jam comes out here

The twinkle goes tink, tink
in my tree top bright,
the holly's hoop-skirt
is to the angel's delight,
what a bangle, what a bang
all's tinsel in gold, silver tea-lights
on the edge of her sing-songs
when her mouth goes O!
and her chin is tilted
to up tip up, to thrust berry
all's tiny in sparkle semi-tree
little dot blue
little dot white
what nestles
what tangles
a beautiful morning
of colors, and
outside's in white.

spiral-ing
1st thought /best thought
word jazz
on xmas day
right on thru
the do waka do
right on thru
the new year
and all the rest that will come
ain't nothin' but word fun
that's what it is.......word fun!

fun on a bun
with word turds
dem ole day after
metafiscal homelessness blues
agaoin
oh lord I got dem
got um bad
woke up this morning
and heard the words
time is too short for those who...

a greek a jew
a bad day in black rock
when they got together
too many hats in the cats
pajamas

"time is...
too swift
for those that fear
but for those who love time is..."

I was a child for a very long time,
at times I still feel I'm a child.

a beautiful day at the beach
I always feel like a child on a beach
and the tide rushes in
time and tide wait for no man

back in the
it's a beautiful day
my mantra fo sho
wiping off the mandala
dust dumped into the stream
rainbow colors
fresh start
never clinging
yet grasping
for the everlasting
beneath the powder blue
"I cry no mo!"

wail on!
and JAM!!!!!!!!!
&on&on&on&on
i'm in the mood
tweakin' songs
wail on!
and JAM!!!!!!!

form stifles stride.........

Lust had no shame
when I called out her name
grasping and clinging and crying

Best Christmas I have had in so long
and today I wonder why can't I keep that feeling going

miro visitations
surreal expectations
marlon milking the cow
while gato played his sax
maria believing every word he said
break on thru
break on thru
and JAM!!!!!!!!!!