perpetual jam!!!!!!!!!

[WIREMAN]

a touch of this
a twinge of that
back from the Tao cycle
mingo' riding his bicycle
and shucking corn
me I'm coming in
the outdoor rarin'
to be reborn into the sticky
wonder of jam
where it's at
with a boom-Shaka-lack
get on down

[judih]

get on down
in and through
delight in process

[sasha]

early morning
the new hampshire air
clear as gin
with a touch of fall
the deer flies
slow and bumbling
as if forgetting
that I am prey
the dog bounds ahead
happily unchained
as we tramp home
along this summer road
my thoughts of coffee
and a poached egg
his
only of the moment
the smells
the sounds
of the surrounding wood

[WIREMAN]

sounds like heaven
still somewhat humid here
cool nights though
hi ho hi ho no work no mo
working at walking
that's my job no now
" have Cane will travel"

[saw]

trying to extract the joy
it's there but hiding among the thorns
so I put on my eclipse glasses
to see if I can find it...oh yes
the cycle of life is a flaming roulette wheel
spinning and clicking tests of your mettle
no one escapes the reds and blacks
the ride is often full of rain-induced ruts
but sometimes when all the gears mesh
we sail down the hill on our bike so fast
we have to remove our feet from the pedals

[WIREMAN]

more than a jam
more than a plan
than a melting clock day
all those people hollering, "get the hell out of my way!"
more than what is dreamed
in our philosophies
or the noises on the street at 1:49 am.
all the artists merge
taking that left or right once again
and when do we just begin the beguine?
spaces
traces
places
all the faces
lined up for the final roll call
let's just jam my special friends......

[saw]

if you fuck with me
I'll love you to death
your hate has changed your face
go back...look at your baby pictures
you'll see it....you've become a blue meanie
without the grin....a black submarine
that mines for evil
wake up knights of intolerance
you are passe, irrelevant flickers on CNN
your time came and went, and you will
never come back to your heyday ...I mean your
Hate Day
So jam the love poets and friends
the power of love has no boundaries ...
love thy neighbor
love love love.....all we need is love
and humor

http://www.neatorama.com/2007/09/03/clo ... kkk-asses/

[WIREMAN]

brunch at jojo's
for ummmmteenth time
my mini jam bio indeed
football on the tube
another summer slips by
yet there's still a month officially to go
kinda hot out there today
cool in here, oh yeahh

[saw]

sun day sunday
I Can...trust that day
it is what I create
in this mind with
all the dents, this junker
of thought that has done
its share of careening
and has caromed off lots of
of nearby impediments
this one of a kind cellular computer
that no one has been able to hack
this mule ass decision-maker
that refuses to follow
for better or worse, and
there's been plenty-o-worse
along the stream, but I'm still
here among my friends
the poets of love and life
and this is where I want to be
grinding up my days
chewing the scenery
write on poet brothers and sisters !

[the mingo]

got off my bike at the cemetery
just yesterday
to read the names
on those stones
they've all come such a long way
when i got to the boundary
all outcomes were clear to me
ain't nobody gets to be free
everybody goes to ceasing
quite frequently
so make your pass
give it your best
don't look down
from your eagle's nest
and don't worry
cuz somebody's always coming
to chop down your tree

[WIREMAN]

write on, write on
poets....jammers...seekers of the way
been choppin' this palm tree
down for 64 1/2 years
eagles nest on high
big sticks
still won't last
Vincent & Theo
under the ivy
Pgo somewhere in the south seas
nothing lasts
the spells
the wishing wells
the hold on to the one you love
and smoke 'em if you got 'em
that's cool if you don't ......

[saw]

down on the water last eve
my friend was entertaining us
with his guitar and repertoire
he has this magicians case of props
he's a hoot, but a damn good player too
and I'm sippin' my pilsner in the late summer breeze
watching the seabirds dig the music
and the crowd is happy like there ain't no war
like there ain't no raping and pillaging
and there ain't....not here at the jetty
and I feel so lucky to be able to escape
all that shit with my privilege
just for a few hours...no news...no Trump
just men women and a few kids
running around in the sand, and then
my female friend of 40 years shows up
in her low cut green floral dress lookin' like
a mermaid and we have some scallops and fish
and laugh and talk and know we are the lucky ones

[WIREMAN]

I'm imagining this was Fells Pt.
used to love Berths's and Cat's Eye pub
where a guy jumped into the harbor
in between sets when I was playing
a tune about love with Jamie and Wayne on slide
apparently the guy turned up later and hadn't drowned

[judih]

no one drowns
surf's up
navigation pros

[the mingo]

one
judicious
song map