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jammin on u
Posted: January 19th, 2008, 11:34 pm
by WIREMAN
can anyone come out
and play?
jammin all the live long day
jammin music
w/ guitar players & a keyboard player
me wailin blues harp
beatin congas......and claypot udu
bamboo flutin'
went to an art opening 2
jam on me
jam on u
Posted: January 19th, 2008, 11:44 pm
by judih
deepest desert streamin
quiet on the western front
drum beats takin a break
waitin for the crowd to grow
a long line of people crouchin out back
breathin the sweet still of night.
don't look now raga mark
but there's a hungry dawn about to break
Posted: January 20th, 2008, 12:15 am
by Doreen Peri
i been jammin'
with my eyes, jammin' with
what i see, what tries i have had,
the good, the bad, the ugly scenes,
dreams of pastimes and inbetweens,
difficulty prisms, ridiculous arrhythmias,
off-beat heart syncopations,
conga congo determinations,
jammin' with the future of vision,
jammin' with a sight far past a division,
jammin' with want and honor and voice,
i been jammin' with a choice
to continue to
something new,
true to myself,
something newer
than yesterday's coping....
jammin' with an opening
come on in
Posted: January 20th, 2008, 10:00 am
by WIREMAN
my short term memory
is slipping
while my long term
memories continually
haunting me
Posted: January 23rd, 2008, 9:29 pm
by tinkerjack
such sweet hauntings
the presence of everyone I have ever loved
and who loved me
I lost my way in the middle of my journey
but at the ending I have found the way again
I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.
Posted: January 26th, 2008, 10:43 am
by WIREMAN
WAY
only way
riding drunkenly
enlightened by
acceptance key
done the time
paid the prices
Posted: January 26th, 2008, 11:25 am
by tinkerjack
Say hay
by the way
on the Way
going down the High Way
which is my way
"YOUR way is your only way." - jack kerouac
Posted: January 26th, 2008, 12:46 pm
by WIREMAN
viva frida
& diego
way free
beyond rocke-fella
beyond breton & trotsky
rock solid........art way
Posted: January 26th, 2008, 12:48 pm
by WIREMAN
& never forget
"say hey!" willie mays
Posted: January 26th, 2008, 2:19 pm
by tinkerjack
memories of johnny u
never gave up
master of the end game
Posted: January 26th, 2008, 2:50 pm
by WIREMAN
gino and lennie
1st game i remember
colts champs
skins a joke
nats even bigger
loved the yanks
the mick
we had the
looney jim piersall
what a piece of work
he was.........
Posted: January 26th, 2008, 3:32 pm
by tinkerjack
saw the movie
Fear Strikes Out
haunted by such sweet memories of childhood
listening to the old minor league orioles on a green bakelite radio
I can still hear the sound of the crowd and the crack of the bat on
summer nights
then Nancy Pelosi's father
"Old Tommy"
brought the old St Louis Browns to baltimore
I think she is a chip off the old block
Nancy is the pride of baltimore I think
I used to walk by her house in little Itlee on my way to school
and I don't loose no sleep over childhood nightmares
no more.
Posted: January 26th, 2008, 6:14 pm
by WIREMAN
i can see ya jack
i'd walk by marsha scallapini's
house, waiting for
the oppurtunity to
knock....
below lil italy
from fleet to the water
is gold coast now
hotels, high brow shopping
a whole foods
restaurants of all
shapes and sizes
headin out to see
doc watson play
2night
@ weinberg center
here in fredROCK
MAN I'M JUST chock
FULL-A-STORIES
THESE DAZE
no jackson browne....no-no
skewered like
a wired jammer should
o say can't ya be........
Posted: January 27th, 2008, 2:56 pm
by tinkerjack
I can hear Los Lobos
"The Town where I can come from"
i can go there when I dream
rock on wired one
Posted: January 30th, 2008, 2:08 pm
by jimboloco
i've become a demographic statistic
hey it's th path of th mystic
white boys over 60
go for hillary
where's th music
i got to jam
bipidity bopipity booo
wired and tired but always inspired
this backwater town
a daytime calm