The Unannounced Summer Solstice Poetry Jam

[stilltrucking]

Here is the weather report for the next three months
Heat Index 105 degrees,
humidity 100% ,
20% chance of rain.
But it never rains, day after day of gray skies and no sun
I may exaggerate a bit
But the nights in SanANtone ware made for love.

I like your night vision C, I used to have good night vision too
Self pity
Trucking was a bitch for me to get over
I loved the road, it was my natural home
No more fucking is a tough nut for me to crack
But you know after 26 uears I get the picture
Letting go is hard to do
No reason to smoke myself to death

In 1980 I was sleeping in a woman's bedroom
after some pretty fair sex
There was a wood stove and we were warm and comfy in that room
But I woke around dawn with an erection. I should have stayed under the covers

warm and comfy
we were snuggling and I got excited
threw the covers off
thinking that one more time would be nice
Back then my cycle for sex was very active
It had only been four years since my last lover
So there i was about to plow yet another furrow
ANd then it hit
Freezing February morning
the stove must have gone out overnight
It was sub zero in that bedroom
I broke out in goose bumps and diminished in my loins
Wow this part takes the cake
I had never struck out before
And that insane egg shell male ego of mine was terrirfied
I persisted with my limp noodle
Instead of doing the sane rational thing of getting back under the covers.

So twenty three years go bye and I meet a very kind nurse

She took a fancy to me, adored me she said.

I made a date to meet her at the synagogue on friday night for her yoga class

I never showed up

Now I know why.


I got not much poetry in me
No music
My brain wired weird

I hit these carriage returns
so it sort of looks like poetry

[whimsicaldeb]

Jason's "Bots-B-Gone"
Directions:
Apply liberally as often as needed

~~~

Sleeping you can peek in
touching softly
or simply gaze with you thoughts going every which way

Awake you get conversations
hugs and advice (given & received)
all with that background sense of time passing way to quickly

Then they leave
are gone and that hollow space arrives that waits for phone calls
emails, contact of whatever kind that tries to fill it
until their next return

~~~

The second day of the summer of '06' arrived on the tail end of a complicatedly fun dream ...

[Arcadia]

this morning
during the morning ride to school al 7 am
I forgot the book
and the chofer forgot to turn on the lights
so the still night was really a still night
and the absurd was perfect

[iblieve]

The clouds make one last valiant stand
temperature rise expected in Oregon.
About time I felt the sun
warming up this frigid land.
Finally took the electric blanket off the bed.
Had to keep my pecker warm and hard like lead.
At my age it takes a little help
for my erection to be kept
running and burning for another piece
of Dandylion pie.

[stilltrucking]

Summer 1972
College Park, Maryland
Red brick rain stained Georgian style buildings
We stand on the portico and kiss

From the time we saw The Trip
to The Last Tango in Paris
It was a short strange romance.
Our love followed the story lines

Planet Queen
the ultimate fuck
not worth the consequences
she bore the pain

yeah erections are sweet
such a meaty weighty feeling
a speculative look on her face
calculating the angle of the dangle
perpendickular to the man

[Doreen Peri]

Thank you all for your wonderful summer poetry!

See you next time!