Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

Cowboy yodeler
Lost in the woods
Jammin zzzzzzz's
Good solid dreams
Another day free
Waitin for the band
to call

dawn in gringolandia
hah!
dog asleep on couch
nose buried under his paws
really beginning to rock the haiku -
this stuff gets real interesting
once inside the structure of the thing
ain't nothin' you can't do
workin' a good 'ku
lookin' at bikes
lookin at kayaks
eskimos on wheels!
pedal & paddle!
ice still on the river
but i don't think it can win
gimme some april
gimmie some may
o hell gimme july & august too
got a good haircut from a lady barber
she had scissor technique
second to none & to spare
jammin' them blades up on the ridge
where 7th street runs the spine

smell of sweet cookin
wafts through my ku
who can zen?

Who rant zen
Ikkyu really serious
Chomp'n Ryokan bar

Succession back to Han Shan
Tang Dynasty
Wang Wei the classic
Poet/Painter of the age
A time unstable
Stabbed by conflict
Li Po
Tu Fu
Right on down the line
Mongolia
Outer and inner
Appalachia
Rising
Blue heights
Surreal
Breton
Ernst
Eluard
Man Ray
Melting clock time
Bowls fur lined
Beats in time
Action poetry
~GO!
Time on our side
Jam on me S8

officially retired!
but things thin waiting for
it to kick in -
still have to rock some kind of work
for pocket change
but it won't be a burden -
new bike in the future
maybe new kayak too
man i really want to
paint something big - big!
i wanna hear some jazz!
i wanna remember without regret
i want something new without fear
i want to shoot the rapids of the Oswegatchie river
i want to bike the Adirondacks west to east
end to end
i want to hear rising appalachia in person
i want to break up my unplowed ground!

i want one quiet walk
a japanese garden
in a japanese ashram
with the swish of saffron robes

i want a fujiyama skyscape
with a trickle of fresh brook
low chant of om mani
fresh dots of long-tailed birds

one day upon retirement
no clocks, no deadlines
present moment breathing
alone and together

i hear that judih
i ain't quite grown into the
mindset of it all yet
but i'm beginning to see the possibilites
no clocks - you betcha!
no bosses - you betcha!
no deadlines- you betcha
no schedules - you betcha!
time is your own however you please - you BETCHA!!!!!
smiling!

Jammin to get there
61 end of February.
These pages b happy
Laughing like children
Real and exciting laughter
Healthy not nervous
Laughter and all the
jam forms there of
Been a long time
No trabajo mañana
I b here, para JAM!!!

one day in a sand dune landscape
the lady says she's got no boss
she's got some freedom

this all is fine
but reminds me
that i got so many bosses
my bosses fight for my brain

is this the way?
this lady just winks
she knows what's what

hold on to your brain judih
it will come in handy
for the purposes of enjoyment
when ya get where ya goin' !

ken zen
it's a light yoke
a free roll past GO

" I had nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion"



sometimes I got to Google myself to find out what I wrote, heaven forbid that anyone would get the impression I know anything about Zen

like the bear with aphasia on the old Walt Kelly Pogo strip, he never knew what he wrote, someone (the possum)? had to read it back to him

Barbie
Thick or zen
Thick as a brick
Tull
Jethro
Oooooooooo...aqualung!

when all's a swirl
the music brings me back
the lilt, the sly, the certainty
a note's a note
until the next
unexpected buoyancy
through deadpan seas