perpetual jam!!!!!!!!!

[leafsailors ghost]

The wind is high and wild this early
the dawn is blown around in an angry sky
the world spins in restless anticipation
God has no name
the deaf man hears you
the blind man sees you
love knows you are waiting
the situation
is still the same
Good morning crazy people
who else could we be
none other than you and me
Ill bend the strings on my old fender
turn up the flange a notch
hit the volume
let it holler
old man standing

[the mingo]

old man sitting
the river of words
has frozen over
from bank to bank finally
been heading that way
for a week now
i promised myself
i'd be there to see it close up
but it happened
under moonlight
while i was sleeping

[WIREMAN]

old man
hunkering down
total white out
swirling outside my windows
couple a bars open
might get advebturous
hear that wind
Howl!!!

[Doreen Peri]

White out. Will be at least 3 feet
before this is over and I am already
over
whelmed.

[saw]

fire going
playing around
shoveled path to wood pile
digging the mandatory
slow pace
the day is mine
the sun is back in the sky
the wind still here
watched an old movie
read my book
going to boil some cauliflower

[WIREMAN]

WoW!
that's a lotta
snow
watched the end
of one game
beginning of
another
enough
3 screwdrivers
enough
noise in the hall
stayin home
manana
see how it goes tuesday?

[WIREMAN]

limbo....limbo.....limbo...sitting here
or rather laying here
beat angel
earth angel
lost angel
lost wages
loose confluence
rivers meet
then freeze
the channel breeze
life saver hangs
strong current
not frozen
temps on the rise
trans system slowly returning
inevitable normality
hell it's ground hogs day
next week
shadows
6 more weeks?
pitchers and catchers report
the 19th
time flying
of course it is
sitting here in limbo
watchin the beat of time

[saw]

limbo rock
boogie under the bars
with expensive gin
sip the clear equalizer
toke the herbal gifts
from the mother
alter the reality as you should
it is all there...in part B
we see there is more
than work and eking out
a life of bare threads
feel no guilt for your desires
to make art, make music
make love despite the calling
of the man that makes all the rules
fuck the goody two shoes
the teetotalers with inflated egos
the narcissists than have never been a part
of the plant or animal kingdom
ignore judgement day, be the man
you know you are, do the things
that feel like orange blossom honey
sliding down your throat, this is not
your practice life

[WIREMAN]

like warm
luke warm
no long johns
nor layers
upon layers
front approaching
impending showes
sitting by the
river at dawn
1st flight rockets
out of airport
rising fast
snow melts
rain will speed
it along it's way
calm before dawn
peace inside
tranquilo
no other way
beginning to see
the light
literally
no choice
a smile comes
over me

[saw]

passed out
sunday night quite a surprise
just walking from bath to bed
then in a ball on the floor
a little cold, but in one piece
so many mysteries
come and go in a long life
and when the teeth get long
and skin wrinkles, the chances
increase for calamity, so
you take it in stride, laugh
at this new place with tricks
up its sleeves, the hocus
and the pocus of a new day
where anything goes, and the things
you used to rely on are sketchy
at best, bravado of younger days
has mellowed into hope you won't
trip and fall down the steps,
gotta smile, gotta laugh, gotta deal
cause there ain't no alternatives
hey it's a new day, it's a new way
I hate being careful, sensibility
has never been a strong suit
maybe this is what I planted for myself
the disregard of the body flung
from bridges, diving into water
30 feet below, the dives from scaffolding
the contact football without equipment
who the fucks cares, wouldn't change
a god damned thing, I did what I did
now I do what I do

[WIREMAN]

you ok now
damn
i fear that
could happen
to me at work
jammin old age
we wake
look in the
mirror
who's dat?
really
i ride home
when i go to
get out after
the long ride
home....owwwwww!!!
i'm old
fuck
shit
piss
gotta accept it
and move on
everyone calls me
"Poppa" at the job
damn!
it's here
hangin in till
medicare
63 this month
damn!

[WIREMAN]

little action
some new poets
welcome
its not always
slowwwwwwww
super sunday
brunch time
rain then snow
approaching
bacon going down
hard
words slow
jammin almost nil
might be the cold
at a loss
for words

[the mingo]

moving toward a
certain fate
or a certain fate
moving toward me
jammin' on the cheap
after all, the words are free
Be Bop a Lula
my elbow acting up
that's new

[the mingo]

just blowin'
got some go
got some stop
2 degrees below zero
after four feet of snow
the beat is
& has been
& will be
can't stop the beat
people come & go
but the beat is forever
not kind
not unkind
refined huns
waiting to catch
the train to rome
all history is my dog
curled up sleeping
in front of the dresser
man o man
clean the blues out
of the frying pan
yesterday's supper
already gone south

[WIREMAN]

sensibly nonsensical
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
on to supper
yesterdaze blues
dishes of pewter
oh the stain
blue battleships
hunkydorry, headed
south for the waylay
I got lost on that
true viking hike
toting my ship
over that thar mountain range
and what about Thor
wasn't he just werner herzog
in disguise shouting like
my best fiend till the
cows came home?