Now! More than ever - 8 Day Miracle Jam

[stilltrucking]

just go around me
like U S Grant Taking a Prussian Fortress
just a feeble attempt at magic
as if my words had power to change a future
like Buddhist prayer wheels
come on jimbo come on judi
please don't waste your breath on me
keep on keeping on
this one is written in white ink on white paper

[jimboloco]

I'd like to take a bath
with Sylvia Plath
but she'd say

I am too pure for you or anyone.
Your body
Hurts me as the world hurts God. I am a lantern ----

My head a moon
Of Japanese paper, my gold beaten skin
Infinitely delicate and infinitely expensive.

Does not my heat astound you. And my light.
All by myself I am a huge camellia
Glowing and coming and going, flush on flush.

I think I am going up,
I think I may rise ----
The beads of hot metal fly, and I, love, I

Am a pure acetylene
Virgin
Attended by roses,

By kisses, by cherubim,
By whatever these pink things mean.
Not you, nor him.

Not him, nor him
(My selves dissolving, old whore petticoats) ----
To Paradise.

avuncular moment
is everybody kool?
quonset hut doctors and nurses and pilots
and a poster of Nixon sitting on the stool
puffing a joint an says, debate style,
"Let's make everything clear"
the renegade pilot is pulling out joint after joint from his pocket
smoking drank a glass of schothhhtch
later Buddha shot an AK-47 straight up
into the night in the quonset hut courtyard
and the major asked,
"Did you enjoy your marijuana?"
My brother wuz a 21 yearold trucker
drove his 60 cadillac to flagstaff
drove through Navaho and Hopi
he had a good smile.

I wish he could be on a kibbutz
he has too many friends
who are no friends at all
talk about a miracle
"a shut in without a home"

diamond cutter

[stilltrucking]

the young want to live
the rest of us want security
someone who will lead the charge
a cheer leader for the war on terror
have you ever wished you were wrong
I see a draft coming soon
I better close the door

you fly so high
you make me touch the sky
thank you

[judih]

a huge wind just blew me down
draft? pour on the kerosene
i sense a well-lit crusade comin on

so, it was a kibbutz
ya spoke of
not the old days all for one
home grown all nighters

but today's circling drum
beat, open mic kibbutz
talk in large strokes
open opinions
head to the grindstone
round and round

pass it on

ya know a swamp when ya cross it
ya hold the ooze in yer shoes
and pray for a hot water shower

ya know a cannon ball when ya hear it
ya hold your heart in your coat
and chant that all's okay

pass it on
this too will be a memory

[jimboloco]

Gregorio D'Allessario the beginning life drawing teacher
at the Art Students League in New York City
used to say, "Keep your head in the clouds and your feet on the ground."

That's pure kundalini.
He also said,
"if you err, err on the side of spirit."

[stilltrucking]

ya know a cannon ball when ya hear it
ya hold your heart in your coat
and chant that all's okay

their walls are made of cannon balls

what i want to know is are you kind

feel like i want to run for the hills

see some trees

[jimboloco]

wow that judih can play
i was feeling high when
she put me in a storm a downdraft
wild wind down into the swamp

amazing motion.
head fer tha hills!

[judih]

we keep our crown chakra open
and our feet grounded
pure tai chi

kundalini is your friend
cultivate kundalini
invite kundalini home for a smoke
and a rap

take kundalini out with ya
introduce it to your friends
kundalini will never let ya down

[jimboloco]

energy yes
we do come bearing gifts.
great gifts.
beaming smiles
when we are high
soft smiles when we are low
when she started smiling
the ice was broken

[judih]

gold, myrhh and frankincence

gifts for one who has everything
(and for one who has not)

if i meet you one day, i shall think of these gifts


edit to add link (some interesting reading)
http://www.farsinet.com/wisemen/magi.html

[jimboloco]

three wise men
and not a woman among 'em
it was michelle shocked
who sang " there's no more water
for the prodigal daughter"
a persian nativity scene
or maybe it's from syria
there is a christian egyptian
near here with a coffee shop
and hookahs and tobacco
he told me the different names
of hookahs across the region

Main Entry: myrrh
Pronunciation: 'm&r
Function: noun
Etymology: Middle English myrre, from Old English, from Latin myrrha, from Greek, of Semitic origin; akin to Arabic murr myrrh
: a yellowish brown to reddish brown aromatic gum resin with a bitter slightly pungent taste obtained from a tree (especially Commiphora abyssinica of the family Burseraceae) of eastern Africa and Arabia; also : a mixture of myrrh and labdanum

Main Entry: frank·in·cense
Pronunciation: 'fra[ng]-k&n-"sen(t)s
Function: noun
Etymology: Middle English fraunk encense, from Old French franc encens, from franc (perhaps in sense "of high quality") + encens incense
: a fragrant gum resin from trees of a genus (Boswellia of the family Burseraceae) of Somalia and southern coastal Arabia that is an important incense resin and was used in ancient times in religious rites and in embalming

[judih]

3 wise men
and a wise woman who hosted the rendezvous

a father and a son
and some animals

stars
quite a night

wasn't there
but i'm here

if you're going to san francisco
be sure to wear some flowers in your hair

every meeting is a return engagement
we make it what it turns out to be

[jimboloco]

they taught us new words like
"expletive deleted" and
"nittering nabobs of negativism"
it's impossible

a clean break is/was necessary

[perezoso]

Wrong Turn at Damascus



(with thanks to PMS Eliot)

'A cold coming we had of it,
Just the worst time of the year
For a road trip, and such a long road trip:
The ways whacked and the weather sharp,
The very dead of winter.'
And the camels stalled, sore-footed, we made a wrong turn
at Damascus, fought with some
wop soldiers, and then Curly saw that light,
we made it in and it was
bee-u-ti-full

[jimboloco]

Panama Gold, mirth, and insence
they took the road less travelled by
and did wonder what if
they'd taken t'other?
myths hang on for a millenium or two
what next?