new topic...from on old brain

[saw]

this is a new topic............
'cause I'm writing to screen
under that very heading, but where
am I heading ?

I haven't been editing these days
preferring the raw materials found
in the grottoes of my limestone head
deep thoughts from the lagoons of time

my time..................................
here at this swirling dance around the sun
was I once a woman ?... no probably a dog
both with equal prestige in my mind....lovable

so these days I let the words fly
I have the inalienable right of a crusty old fart
to regurgitate right before your eyes
hoping of course, you will understand

my new fetish.........................
gut wrenching as it could become
at any minute, as i scroll down the electronic page
fingers blazing like the fictional devil at noon...or midnight.....or.....the OK Corral

but ... cognizant...that garbage comes in many shapes
of disposal............yet i persist to strike some chord
a melody so beautiful it will make you squeal
knowing it's far more likely it will make you cringe

but maybe that's all a writer can do
illicit an emotion....a feeling one way...or the other
that the dear reader will know that he or she... or it, perhaps
is still alive...and I will have done my part in the existential battle

to inhale...all that is exquisitely breathable
all...that reminds us to keep trying to make connections
with the collective tribes that wander through
the universe, this crazy tapestry of random love....

hoping to strike up a metamorphic conversation..........

[mnaz]

yes, that's what i've been after, trying to get at the feeling ... of a scene, or a memory, or cliff or canyon, or dreary motel room reeking of tobacco, or ancient, candlelit sanctity inside the nave of a four hundred year old adobe Catholic church... the colors, the flavors, the connections, the roads to reflection...

[Doreen Peri]

I would very much like to have some of whatever that is you're smoking.
not that I know you're smoking anything 'cause how the hell would I know?
But lemme say this about that and that about this, I stop by this Studio 8 show
every now and again and every time I do, there you are, rattling around,
speaking your mind, ear to the ground, eyes to the sky and who am I
to try to even figure it out?

I can't. I'll grant you that.
But I can tell you this, my friend,
you're one cool cat
with an amazing pen!
Good grief! Thank god. Amen.

[saw]

yes mnaz...searching for those memorable spots, those snapshots that speak volumes about the human condition....thanx for checkin' in....

and thanx so much for the kind words doreen....I appreciate you expressing those sentiments....so far there is still water in the well, so i'll keep pumping it out and taking some long cool drinks.... ......and I do , on occasion have a little smoke....one of the many gifts from the great spirit