Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

jam hot
still
@ least in the afternoon
hot hot hot still the forecast
this jam blazing
this jam be right
jam live
jam online
we be jammin"!!!!!!!!!!!!

Here we had a cool spell in the eighties. For two mornings, the temps were
in the late fifties. So, a cool respite in Chattanooga, TN from the heat of
late summer. Leaves are already beginning to turn and to fall a little on
the more heat sensitive trees. For example, our tulip poplar has dropped some leaves and our dogwood trees have berries turning red and the leaves are starting to turn. The earliest I can remember since 1967.

So let the clouds cover and the rains come again. Lately we've had only
one rainfall in two weeks. So, kind folks and gentle people, the ground and
the hummingbirds are getting thirsty. We have two pairs of hummingbirds
at our hummingbird feeder...They love the succulent flowers in our garden
and the nectar in the feeder...HMMMMMMMM! go dem birds...

does this say it all...
how i never knew...
summer never ended for me
while fall had come for you ?

Hum along with me to Seals & Crofts "Hummingbird" song see link below:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_QoVAQUE ... re=related

Summering down,
fall's familiar face
appears
neath treeleafs.
Madame shadow,
with her compelling
light,
changes the meaning
of everything.
Faultlessness lingers
thick enough to touch,
powerlessness deep,
in crevices of finality;
yet the leaves dance,
sun turns golder,
secret confessions
rule the world.

indian summer marches on
and so do we,
banking on it all
rolling around again.
somewhere up ahead
on the calendar
the trees leak leaves
sap sinks south, birds
check out. no big deal,
another turn on the wheel.
somewhere up ahead
on some page
of the calendar
a picture of a small room
where death plays her
small guitar
just for me.

death is a one-person-band
playing her heart out

Happy September-ring everafter
Autumnal fluorescence
Death wears her prettiest dress

Fire and Death
Falling leaves
Burning leaves

Here we go round...

The unmentionable odour of death
Offends the September night.

Accurate scholarship can
Unearth the whole offence
From Luther until now
That has driven a culture mad, W.H.A.

Diana In The Autumn Wind

"on a bare branch / a crow settles / autumn dusk" basho

Hurricane Hermine
comes to me
not an ill wind for me
a silver lining
of cool 72 degrees
relief from the SanAntonio doldrums


autumn ends the lunar new year
new moon new year
new home
old blues

like buddha in a ten foot cell
movin' out to sea
no sign of fall here
i went to high school
in that place where the
climate's the best by govt. test

So bring me the night- sweat- jazz-blinding downtown lights-horns blowin-taxi taxi taxi!!!

counterpoint taxis
night camp while tv buzzes
windows open

counterpoint seasons

Fall into Spring