perpetual jam!!!!!!!!!

[the mingo]

love a bit of Ryokan
Sengai perfect counter
enjoy them ol' rice-eaters
they had the crackle

[WIREMAN]

been reading Chomei
10ft. sq. hut & Kenko's
essays in idleness
can't stop reading
John Tytell's book
Writing Beat & other occasions of literary mayhem
amazing writer/story teller
I have my particular interests
in lit.
Kerouac
Snyder
Han Shan
Ryokan
Ikkyu
Lew Welch
Li Po
Stonehouse
top the list
H.M. too
not to leave out the
femmes i enjoy
Joanne Kyger
Joyce Johnson
& Ann Waldeman
did i forget Basho?
ugh!
my bad
jammin!
brunch time
@ jojo's
Nola way crowded
..........
listening to the sounds
music blaring
coversations
incessant
sun shining outside
lightness of being
after a couple of daze off
incredible
healed
work just doesn't
get any easier
constant rising
above the problematic
mayhem
I hate to miss
any of it
like holding the tiger
by it's tail, all day
"that's why u get paid the big bucks!"
is what they all say
I just smile and hold onnnnnnnnnn......
viva mongolia!!!

[the mingo]

John Tytell ? sounds like a good read
I'll check it out - & thx
I have a growing realization
of all the names that have come down to us
men & women, of how dedicated they were
to the art - could haiku be a vehicle
for the expression of self -
- of the human condition -
under any and all circumstances -
a vehicle that not only distills the truth
from any given moment but holds it as well
any where
any time -
hell yeah Mongolia !
and hell yeah hang on because
without that we become just one more
no-name victim of despair & resignation

[WIREMAN]

tytell's book is excellent
all his stuff is
jammin
sunday night
studio somewhat organized
been a crazy couple a weeks
one more leak to fix
in the livingroom closet
new ceiling in bedroom
might just paint the walls
after all is fixed
next thing u know
it'll be time for an art show
nice weekend of rest
by the 3rd day i feel semi ok
brunch with Becky Jane was nice
damn shame i gots to work
tomorrow, feel like makin art
and playin some music
i'll just do it when i get home
gotta watch out for the sake
tomorrow, stick with a
couple a screwdrivers
open mic night
see what happens
all hail mongolia!

[WIREMAN]

i will go to sleep
with a wink in
my eye & a
knowing expression
of relief
enough said to
end the day,
keep the wild
hounds at bay

[the mingo]

Goodnight friend,
if the rain lets up
I'll ride with the coyotes tonight

[WIREMAN]

wiley tricksters
on the fringe
wandering the
outskirts of town
hybrid coyote/wolves
coming down from
northern latitudes
like the polar/grizzly bears
moon light prowlers
night stalkers
along with the phantom foxes
you rarely see in daytime
that fox where i lived in
virginia back in 1990
stuffed 13 chickens up a tree
trunk behind the pond
looked like a voodoo ceremony
had taken place back there
strange daze indeed......

[the mingo]

fox ain't called fox for nothing
i've seen them in trees
mostly i just see their tracks
hard to catch them unawares
when i was a kid the farmer
up the road had a fox at his chickens
every night fox take a bird
farmer lays wait night after night
- no fox
farmer gives up
next night fox takes chicken
fox come back night after
farmer so mad
he shoots three of his chickens
trying to kill fox then throws
his shotgun in the creek ...

looking back on it now
i think it was a Viet Cong fox

[WIREMAN]

fox
box
detox
discomboobulate
or just boobs
wire boobs
tweaked
repleat
standing out
inside out
sauerkraut
what its all about
jam
spewing words
using words
lowdown
upbeat
words
jammin
words
never slammin
words on the street
words like meat
words laid on the line
words primed
words wined and dined
all about em
scream and shout em
whispered words
need to be heard
jammin!

[the mingo]

need to be heard
jammin!

last night on a midnight ride
went down to the village
for some loops around
then headed out into the black
that's when the damnedest thing happened
lace from my sneaker got wrapped around
the bike crank -
drew my left foot tight to the pedal
i mean tight
couldn't move
couldn't reach it
couldn't get off the bike
couldn't unwrap it
son-of-a-mongolian-sheepherder -
talk about being one with your machine
if there's a time to be had
and a situation not covered by
any vid on youtube
i'll find it

[WIREMAN]

do....dew.....doo..
eschew
achoo!
everything is poetry
or at least its
posted there
yet
let me take u
down the river
of thought
the stream of wine
and dine
because treading
lightly
makes for sprightly
bask in the glow
ride the highs
as well as the lows
never, i do mean
never count them
chickies before they
hatch
cause the grass aint
never any greener
on the other side

[the mingo]

warm around here
mostly night riding lately
because of the cool
night hunting 'ku different world
cuz the shadows can take any shape they want
& every blade of grass
is black at night

[WIREMAN]

poetry haiku style
lending a shadow to
a shadow
blackest night
cold cold ground
tossing rocks & boulders
in river bottoms

blender
sender
never ender
kerouacs new york
filled w/wonder
asunder
blunderbuss
under the bus
who do u trust
whats my line
flyin
spry
osprey
seahawk
evil kneivel
canyon jumpin
sumptin
to see
the sea
shining
oh say can u
francis scott key
at be
at man
at woman
sounds like a plan
could it be jam

[WIREMAN]

sunday brunch
breathe easy
relax
let the wind
out
kinda sweet day
outside
bar a low humm
noise wise
rest day
still working saturdays
payin for rough winter

sensations
baby scream
buzzzzzzz
clatter of
forks & knives
sunday
takin it easy

[the mingo]

small yellow flowers
in the lawn
small white clover flowers too
sound of men estimating selling prices
bird outside calling
air heating up
humidity rising
somebody humming a bar of amazing grace
then the sound of african drums
all of this in the passing of moments
& i didn't even have to move
from my chair