Studio Eight(8) Jam

[WIREMAN]

Jam
No plan
Awaken....crack of thunder!
Resounding outside
my chamber door
Boom!!!....Crack.....cackle...pop...
Then another
The gods be jammin tonight!

[judih]

wayward booms
child believes in thunder
her mom hides the news

[the mingo]

views comin' into play
views disappearing -
it's the flow
& the backwash
& the wind in the face

[WIREMAN]

Always feels so good
Talkin' 'bout the wind
Hitting u in the face
As u walk out the door

[judih]

bike rider
happy to hit the wind
long downhill swoop

[WIREMAN]

Like the month of
June gone
1/2 way in
Already
Tomatoes
Salads a plenty
Enjoying a good beer
World Cup
& words, words, words..........

[judih]

the sound of july
sings in the mind
illusion of length

[the mingo]

the jive & slap & laydown & wave
goes on & on
we enter & depart
the same factors always in play
today is July
her flowers reaching up
from deep grass

[WIREMAN]

Weeds rooted
Deep
Stronger than
Concrete
But giving into
the hand

[judih]

weedless in transit
all rolls lead to home
no stone too big

[the mingo]

following the wind
that brought me here
i'll be wondering
'til the day
it takes me onward

[WIREMAN]

Holding down
the stone
So the wind
won't blow it
all away

[judih]

wind blows
from bad to worse
hermit beckons

[WIREMAN]

Loneliness of the
Long distance jammer
Then I open the door

[the mingo]

the jam has gone hi-hi-ku!
no matter - we'll work it!