Travel – Everlastin' Spoof

2/13/2016 – Mendocino County, California

Mendocino

Getting out of town, let it be gone.

Drive up 101, let it be known.

Three empty days ahead, for-ward thus,

rubbing elbows with some other roughs.

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Lean & light milky ways

make space between the logs for breath & air.

The flames glow, less is more.

Behold, the power of reduction!

Eagerness subsides as stillness arrives & the veins start to thrive.

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An irony arises:

the state of infinite connection, oh how high the harmony,

while being completely, physically alone is proof:

We are all kosmos.

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The clouds our hometowns,

planet ancestors,in orbit, invisible

silver trails & traces, celestial

reflected & rippling lake of universal blue:

INTO the night-pine true-light myth-lined mind-hue

2/13/2016 – Mendocino County, California

Lincoln Locomotive

Lincoln locomotive coming,

lumbering down along the line.

Here it comes, the whistle’s blowing,

gettin’ on or off this time?

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What’s your loco-motive, honey?

Going to sea or shore this time?

Got your bags, can I lend a hand?

Where you’re going, do you need plans?

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Lincoln locomotive coming,

lumbering down along the line.

Here it comes, the whistle’s blowing,

gettin’ on or off this time?

Gettin’ on or off this time?

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Conductor is calling out now,

Sun setting behind the trees.

Ten car Lincoln locomotive,

leaves the station, picks up steam.

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Lincoln locomotive coming,

lumbering down along the line.

Here it comes, the whistle’s blowing,

gettin’ on or off this time?

Gettin’ on or off this time?

You gettin’ on or off this time?

12/11/2014

Slow atmospheric river rain
December dusk, Coltrane in the bay
Gospel jazz, a love supreme
Patters on the porch, slow sax poetry

Tyner’s touches drifting in
Candles modulatin’
along, flickering in song
Dreary, lingering rhythms,
darling contemplation,

that settling in through
the warm evening of a groove
Now ain’t that cool? Hey, ain’t that cool?

December 2007

With his humble, trembling flux
he waves to the working class,
brick buildings they constructed,
the stars and clouds (his friends).

He shows us what it all look looks like
in his honest eyes
as he goes under the bridges
with calmly curved arches,
fulfilling his promise by
coming out the other side.

Continuing his rolling-ripple collage,
true & tranquil after all these years.
Loyal and lovely with his
glassy-gleam misshaping and reforming
the trees and lights above
of an otherwise ordinary quay.

10/21/14

How deep is the ocean?
How broad is the mind?
& how can we live
without trying to find
out? or in? I’m exploring the whys.

Before me, these Elysian fields
gently rolling through the dry countryside.
Ideas & questions so soft
I sleep with them & others by the by.

Pick up trucks caked with old mud,
peeled-paint houses in the morning sun.
Railroad tracks on a bad of gravel run
across this scorched American Hebron.

Amidst all this, I am here
in timeless awe as I try
to share & love & laugh with simpaticos,
searching for the ways these curiosities are tied.

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