Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

the futon jump
the bump
the night
crows first thing next morning
dog wakes me up
all cold nose & tongue
50 degrees all nippy tippy
and the midsummer solstice
just seven days away
& here the thoughts just stop
jack london was a socialist but that
don't help me at all
as i go around
closing windows
in june

hot days
chilly nights
lost blankets

soul search confession
nothing left
but impossible dreams

To dream
Perchance
To jam
Of course
Never off course
Way different than a golf course
But a horse is a horse
Galloping jam
Never slamming
Always like a wake up call
A gentle slap of to be
In the kapow
No slamming doors
Just the infinite sound
A resound
Words take flight
Vehicle be Jam!!!

latest mantra
relax and enjoy it
top ten tune

clock on the wall
glowing with the roll
traffic at night
i wanna be riding
in a tunnel of light -

Thx, Jack T

towards the light
wherever it leads
curious to see

Blessed stillness
Candles tribute
Poet night
Every night now
We will miss him
He had that resound
On the screen and live
Very much Greek
Very much now
A Man.

energy and intellect
sarcasm and whimsy
unique human mix

Jerry lee shook up
All
For one
Muscateer, mousecateer,.....
I feel the spellings all wrong
Where my thoughts escape me
Garfunkelest
Carbunclest
"NESTLES" makes the very best
Berry berry
Bon ton ruhle
Golden rule
Jam breath in time.....

commercial poetry
spam the man back the jam
found consciousness

Poets in the streets
@ the stores door
Knocking
Selling the word
One line at a time
Word slingers
Mowing em down
Down
Down
All for the love
of the all mighty
$$$$$$$$$$$$$$

dollar bill
law of the land -
ya can't fight law
and win

Drinking rum n coca cola
Smooth
AC cranking
Day unfolding
Jam rolling right along......

rollin' along is where it's at
blue sky day
but it's more than weather
up down sideways
shit in circulation nation
ran into a bunch of moody
passive-aggressives at the coffee shop
must have caught it at the turn of the wheel
couldn't raise a smile
even a thin one
much less a laugh
no joy in the 'ville
people hand it to themselves
then need to get thru it
there's a game & a half
hey just fuck all
i came in here on a bike
and leaving the same way
out where the wind be bending
the flower heads
sunlight & sky
all workin' together
just fine

they send me images
sun super bright
grass so green
birds mid-pose
for one moment
the perfect present