perpetual jam!!!!!!!!!

[tarbaby]

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people who make music are like gods to me
silence is golden I have heard
but sometimes like to listen to the sound of the wind
some days I can't stand the silence
because that still small voice starts to sound like a banshee
so I put on a keyboard and some music and just mindlessly type
sometimes st jack does double duty for me a Catholic saint and a Buddhist saint
on days when I wish I could be a Catholic
(at least they got a plan)

fall down on my knees at the alter of the sun
and pray to the virgin mother of god
and I am still crazy
for a jam

[WIREMAN]

We Beat
Repleat
RC cola's
& moon pie
Eating fools
Forsaking the rules
Politically correct
My ass!
Sassaphras
Gunga Din
Rescue me Rin Tin tin
Remembering circus boy
Wanna run with the gypsies
Suckin down pepsi's
With jack n lew
A couple wild women
Skinny dippin
Jumpin off the rocks
Nothin on but my socks
Little girl u can leave
Ur hat on, but take them
clothes off real slow
Start me up
Fill my cup
Moonshine
No creme puffs
Neal at the wheel
We b ready.......to deal...

[stilltrucking]

St Jack's forlorn rags—>

How sweet it is
I savor the jam
ready too,

Like the last gulp from the bottle of a Nehi Grape soda
Like the shadows disappearing behind the Pyramids on a bottle of Royal Crown cola
as I drank it down
I savor the rags
I savor the forlorn
savor Lew's last hike in the mountains
St Jack's last sip of whiskey
Amor fati
Banshee is quiet this morning
Winnie the pooh shut him up
I thank god for St Jack
for his Pooh Bear god
and for the Tao of The Pooh™

...sit like a turtle , walk like a pigeon and sleep like a dog

gratitude is the only prayer
grateful I got friends
to jam wit

[WIREMAN]

Floating
Like a ping-pong ball
In the rapids
A kracken
Boom shaka lakin
Jammin fool
Steak in me belly
Salad galore
Hounds on my trail
Jamma lam
Never slam
Beat rules
Sittin on a bar stool
Layin in booth right now
With mi amigos
Jam!!!

[the mingo]

the leaves have fallen
all around us
the leaves have fallen
from us too
i'm worn down to nubbins
worn down to nubbins
worn down to nubbins
what am i gonna do?
all the water in the river
just a flowin' on by
i set here just a-staring
into the black night
my ju-ju all washed out
no words stirring
i'm a old radio station
with no music to play
my brain a chunk of lead
my bones my bones my bones
my bones are headed for bed

[the mingo]

i started off on a jam here
that twisted into a rant -
had to delete it when i got
to the finish line
all that work for nothin'
well, not quite nothin'
i DO feel better -
please inform Mr. Kerouac
& President Jefferson
& the boys on the bridges at Concord
& Lexington that i have reached the Pacific
but i will not be returning to
St. Louis with the rest of the Corps
the Indian woman, of her own choice, is going with me
to the end that our bones
will be bleached of all flesh together
from the light of a prairie sun
do-wa do-wa

[MrGuilty]

i was going to ride the sunshine today
instead of sitting here in this smokey room and compulsively type on this keyboard like I was getting paid a nickel a keystroke to do it

this started out as a rant ah tant a tent rant
rent ah tent tent
marching orders from the brain
and turned into a hot dam thank you mam

i tell ya
they used to say back before the war to end all peace back before the war with the cows
"go tell it to a marine"

He got the Tarawa blues
never could stand to walk on a beach again, wound up married to a woman from mYTRLE BEACH caps lock

i try not to de3lete nothing off studio eight anymore. sometimes i move a post to another board if i still can. especially on the poetry board, I try to be pure
try to sensitive to the poet's personality quirks. I need the poetry so bad.
not even to protect the guilty

I would like to tell ya what Mr Vonnegut said, but
"No names have been changed to protect the innocent because God Almighty protects the innocent as a matter of heavenly routine"

but never mind I just came up here to put drops in my nose so I have a momentary relief so I can smell the october texas

my nose like a corkscreww
been broke so much
please tell the last guy that sucker punched me with a smile on his face, please tell him he can sleep easy, i decided not to climb through his bed room window and kill him in his sleep

never spent a night in Bangkok
but I spent "a long dark night of the soul in Astoria.

we rant we rave
we put our left foot in our mouth
we do the hokey pokey
cause it is a performance art
for the fat lady jesus reading along
as you said
we jam
we play
say
what is to say
the magic key board
makes me want to be in that number when the beat saints go marching in

[MrGuilty]

some times I start out to jam
and it winds up chit chat
but i know
it's all grist for the perpetual jam

[WIREMAN]

3 make jam
Tres hombres
That album cover
One of my favorites
ZZ Top can jam
Cheap sunglasses
Le grange
Billy Gibbons
Jimi's favorite guitar player
Texas sounds
Lrod on the prarie
Miss that cantankeror
Miss Doreen too
Jam alive
Chit chat dip
Like a good nacho
It all dont matter
Larry Darrell razors edge
Bill murray razors flip
Lord buckley hands numb
Too grip
To jam
To spill thine guts on cyber waves
Jam essence
Jam presence
Jam hallow be thy name
We in the hot sauce
They dont know what they be missing
I say it again
They dont know what they b missin
Call it JAM!

[the mingo]

i been jammin'
with friends as skies go grey
great times rollin'
between Venus & Mars
up before the sun today
don't know
don't know
jus' wanna make some noise
while outside it's America
under first touch of winter
gonna jam it on thru
nothing else will do
gonna make some jam psalms
one or two
collect 'em all up into a book
true author unknown

[stilltrucking]

Argentina heads towards summer
USA headed towards who knows what
I don't care
the president got clean underwear
politics and jam
in the land of the brave
the drones come home to roost
why should I care
life is good
Henry Miller floats like a butterfly
Dear Mr Fantasy>>>>



>>>oh please
gimmee a beat
a jam for my feet

I got to dance
holes in my shoes
in heavy traffic
on a marmalade morning
with diamonds in the sky

[WIREMAN]

Lovin them clouds
They never got in my way
Traffic makin me happy
I have blind faith
Capaldi, winwood, dave mason
Shootin out the fantady factory
When love and sky are torn apart
Jam time
Friday night freedom
Rod overdose on hold
Rebars got me going all week
Its like an addiction after 41 years
Will i ever retire to the wire and words?
Meatball sub in my gut
Downing gatorade
Anymore i just wanna read n jam
Its wire time
Shows coming
Got the studio wall filled with
the ones that need attention
Appointments to talk talk talk
bout commissions
Show in harpers ferry
Need a ride up there
On a more somber note
The hum of life sings
Outside my cave walls
Han shan itis beckons
Quiet n solitude glistens
I will walk old frederick free
Manana
No needs
No hurries
Nothing to do but what
i wants to do
Jam b the name of that game......

[the mingo]

cooped up three days here
time to get out the winter coat
looks like -
eating a lot of cow meat
around here these days
i think i need some wild game
to go with these end-of-october blues
a change-up of some kind
gettin' bloodied with online chess
all thru the nights
pawn to e4
pawn to e5
knight to f3
knight to c6
bishop to c4 ...
- let the games begin -
wooden pieces in my hands
jammin the 64 squares

[zero_hero]

Mojave memories
Jose Orozco landscapes
the clouds in Dear Mr.Fantasy

Winwwod's voice cuts me like a knife


the road disappearing under my wheels
Walking on land that disappears under my feet

Jimboloco on the broken road

[WIREMAN]

Girls behind bar gettin bigger
Mucho mas little ones coming
Breakfast time
The usual w/extra egg
Coldest morning so far
Gas off no heat till monday
I hope
Me always braggin bout
all utilities included
No gas to stove
Which i never use
Ok so much for my woes
This is about JAM
Perpetual
Me reading and inputtin
Find a lot in those beat letters
Enuff to call people (so called Beat experts) out
when they make a stupid statement
Off the jam track
Chugga chugga at the bar
Belly full
Jam limitless
Jam unfathomable
When u flying
Just jam life
In all it's glory
Good to b alive
And if ya wasnt u wouldnt know if it was
Good or bad
Nobody knows
Although i been close to death
Lights out there
And i remember there was no fear
2nd chance in '76
Never looked back
Full speed ahead
Cool splendor
All comes back to Saint Jack
And neal and gary and allen
What a crew
Especially when u add in good old Lew
Where'd u go
To the vultures bellies flying on high
Or did u follow them mountains rocky
down to matzalan
And just got real high
Do a rimbaud in old africa
Where u b sittin back with old Jim Morrison
Laffin just because
u can!...........jam on me brothers!