Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

two low hammers
banging no answers
two lone jammers
adverbed & flying banners
catchers in the caves
no fakes in the grave
raiding the subconscious
our willing accomplice
scraggy daddies in the abbey
chasing shaky snakes
our jeans a little baggy these days

Last of the
Big game jammers
Laying it on the land
No plan but first thought
No motive but spontaneity
Definitely not high falluting
Poetry, but oh so sticky

Pure jam
Running down the page
A parade of words
Back to Jack
1st thought/best thought cat
Shack up on a Mexico City roof
Earth quake that shook
The valley of the sun
.......down the page
At the bar
Right now for dinner
Hot hot hot
Dark beer, a porter
Watching golf
Listening to loud music
Jojo's early eve

parade of words
no lie
taking it easy right now
moved some more things
into the river house
my woman is
making lists -
quiet here now
black as pitch outside
hell, may unleash the bike
& go for a ride

Carry thy self
Be cool
Emerge
Different, hell yeah
Throw in a stutter step
every now and then
For the sake of humor
Juke and run through the crowd
Laughing it all the way

yeah,
i still want
to watch
joni mitchell
walk down her driveway
and get into
her car

Joni blue
Strolling down that hill
Jazz
Badazz
Bebop
Bird
Diz
Give me a simple blues
Downright primitive
Words river deep
But simple
Like mud
Shakin' like leaves on trees
Wait a minute mister I didn't even kiss her
Off the wall
Ball the wall
Seems like a dream
Got me hypnotized
UFO
Número uno
Sea to shiny sea
Hills like white elephants
Rhinos on the loose
Like the caboose
Straight from old Kalamazoo
Lonesome horn
Blind owl that was delightful
Let em boogie
Let em jam
All hail Mongolia
Ghengis blues

Genghis blues
nobody knows where
his tomb is
river rolls on
mourning no one
but neither does it mock
i get flocked
by hauntings from time to time
and the roar of all that
can get you in a strange place
until it passes
gotta agree with Jerry Garcia
"light a candle, curse the glare"
i'm outta here -

Over the hump
Time keeps slipping
Away
Away
Away
Sliding down the page
Witchy-tai-tai
Mind freeze
Not too much to say
Wish it would rain

i could do
with a massive
flood of cool dry air
out of the north

Too much pressure?
Life's a laugh
Breathe in/breathe out
Now run around the block
Uh????....maybe I can't do that anymore
So I'll walk
Damn I need a bike
But when would I ride
All I do I is work
Hell, can't even find the time to play my new Hamjo
Nola noisy
Screwdriver no. 2
The nights young

you got the new hamjo ?

jam me a pic
if you get the chance
ain't got anything
else to jam about
just spent the whole day
working with the landlord
starting with clearing his riverbank
if it had been me, it being August,
i would have waited 'til next spring
when you at least have a chance
got my own riverbank to clear
across the road
but i'm waiting 'til late September
maybe October
before i tackle
that bitch of a job
Mongolia or no

The Hamjo....

I like the looks of that -
'ku was flying everywhere
i left without my hat

the moon lives in the sky
the sky lives in the heart
stones on the shore
don't know what to do
don't know what to do
the river is dark
the dog gets up
just to turn around twice
before going back to sleep
nobody's perfect
our imperfections howl across every landscape
every era every street & road
sadness is deep very deep & needing depth we get only surface
we go to the moon
we try for mars
our cars get better at mileage
i got a lamp with three lights
but only two work