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Music from the Black Door Public House in Helsinki
I recorded this with my iPhone on Thursday night, March 25th. The musicians were sitting right next to us.
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First Poem of 2009
My Love, for you I tell
The words my heart doth sing:
In pastel harmonies and
Tribal jungle rhythms
High angelic notes amid
Low animal growling
Every note and utterance
Tells the same tale...
A thank you to the Creator
For bringing you into my life
I love you. -
Children On Airplanes
I say goodbye
At security
They pass through search and x-ray
Belt and post maze empty
I whisper my prayers
For their safe passage
And feel sad
With my eye closed
To deny my tears
I hear echoing voices
Tinny obscure music
Rolling luggage wheels
Squeaking shoes walking
My own sobs
I wait for them
To board the airplane
And then with heavy footsteps
I trudge to where I parked
To drive home alone
Apartment empty
As they flyDFW Airpot 6/17/08 -
Got Rhymes?
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Early Morning Pantoum
She lets herself in
While I am asleep
It can't be a sin
This secret we keep
While I am asleep
She snuggles in close
This secret we keep
Which I love the most
She snuggles in close
This girl who's my missus
Which I love the most
I awake to her kisses
This girl who's my misses
Her skin warm and soft
I awake to her kisses
It's gone hot in this loft!
Igniting intense fires
This can't be a sin
Fulfills my desires
She lets herself in -
A Musette for Milady
Feeling
Behind left knee
Kissing
Eyes closed
Wearing soft smile
She's posed
Each kiss
A world its own
Sweetness -
Plastic Jesus Barbie
He stands about, oh
Eleven inches
White European Jesus
With pre-recorded voice
Spouts scripture numbers
That did not exist
In His time
Thousands of them
Surround your ankles
All of them programmed to save
Your wretched mortal soul
And you realize it's
The Second Coming
By Mattel
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With Apologies to the Beatles...
Woke up, got out of bed,
Logged in to see what email said.
Walked down the hall to get a cup,
And looking up, I noticed it was late.
Got my coat, and grabbed my keys,
Drove to the store to buy blank CDs.
While in line, found I was broke,
Someone told a joke, and I went into a dream...
I felt the muse today, oh boy.
One-thousand words I've got jotted down.
And though the words, they made me sad,
I just had to laugh...
They equaled one photograph. -
Mr. Beefalo: Episode Two
Why cows say "Jim"
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