back from a sideyard smoke; grabbed a beer. sunset on CI &SB Chanel'...no camera needed. but...stumbled back into the office & uploaded ya. woo. you need a bigger camera~
JP...all my stuff is on word doc and is 20+ years old. not sure if my stuff is readable and worth posting on substack. what do you think? consider me a student. any feedback is appreciated. see ya in Brazil.
Mate, as always when you write comments, I think there's something really interesting about them and I want to understand more, but you don't leave enough narrative threads among the beat poetry and stream of consciousness. My suggestion to you would be to dig through your old stuff and revise it. Try to give it some shape and form for a reader that doesn't know anything about it. The offbeat stuff is good, but it has to be earned with some clarity first.
Nice Jamie. I had big plans of shooting rapids in the canoe with the kids. Cat didn't think that was a good idea but I still had a great time snoozing in the back whilst the kids paddled round and round in circles on the loch. You're right - it doesn't have to be all time to be all time.
back from a sideyard smoke; grabbed a beer. sunset on CI &SB Chanel'...no camera needed. but...stumbled back into the office & uploaded ya. woo. you need a bigger camera~
JP...all my stuff is on word doc and is 20+ years old. not sure if my stuff is readable and worth posting on substack. what do you think? consider me a student. any feedback is appreciated. see ya in Brazil.
NEW ORLEAN’s
DS&S_s
_____________________________________________________________________________2005
Sittin’ on my front porch…
Smoking a fatty…
Should I stay or should I go…FROM THERE…
Or just get away?
Find some friends and make for your new home…!!!
Tick…tick…tick…
I got the plan…
No, sir, Dad…
You don’t…
Blues…and all blues brothers…
Are making nasty progress…
And rapidly through the days…
Then the emotions and military were sent in…
To NEW ORLEAN’s…
The Mardi Gras’ parade will go forward and on schedule…
Not so sure about Fat Tuesday…
That’s always been a DISASTER…
And when the levee breaks got nowhere to hide…
She was the only woman that I ever loved….
New Orleans…
Then a hurricane swept through the neighborhood…
Him Tarzan…she Katrina…
“I’m no role model…”
Am I?
Back in New Orleans?
Without doubt…!
Seeing that bleached white sand…
And want to run it…
Different place…
Mind consolation…
Like running a marathon…
For a bunch of weeks…or months…or years…
“Exposed the butt crack of America , Dad…”
And let’s all go back soon…
For the love…
New Orleans…
Fast…backward…
9/11/01 anniversary…
Red skies at night…tonight the anniversary…
I woke up to red skies at morning …
BIG DIFFFERENCE…
_______________________________________________________________________
Communication is a big thing (thang)…
The Blues can be expressed through guitars…
Or it can be expressed by pen…
BIG DIFFERENCE…
For those that really SING the blues…
Had an interview with Kurt Vonnegut, today…
And had to listen to Chris…(and Berman)…
And remain as Tony Rome…gumshoe…
Sinatra…
Who sang the blues in New Orleans?
It was a Steely Dan weekend…
As well as Vegas…?
__________________________________________________________________________This honky can sing the blues….
And so can his adrenaline-addicted daughter…
Swimming, running, and bikin’…
Enabled by his SON, with the Bug…
And incredible 21st century technical knowledge…
With the MOM in Santa Ynez…
Steve Miller concert…
Holding a for-profit concert and I paid right through the ears…
CLICHÉ’…?
Nobody cares for you…
My lover said…
She’s never heard of New Orleans…
“cept through me…
Communication…
And then I kissed her…
________________________________________________________________________
Got one manuscript in Iraq…the other got burned in New Orleans…
Dropped a resume off to some hitman (clean-up) group one month after Katrina…
But Hunter Thompson said today that it’s still not weird enough…
Watching world baseball league playoff baseball in Espanol…
And 8th grade girl’s basketball in Ojai…
And Greg (Brit’s fiancée) joined the Alaskan army…
And the army commercials are advertised in espanolo…TV…
Go figure…
Let’s recruit wherever we can…
Over TV…
Overland…overseas…across borders…
Whoaa!
I switched to musico on my stereo…
Before this Mexican woman started dinner…
Clam’s Alfredo….
Everyone else is out wine tasting…
DID YOU EARN OR STEAL IT Dad..?
The $1,549.50? rubels?
What do you think, son…?
Not going to run marathons…
Like your MOM…
Can only take you to Denver…or, Baja, or Seychelles’ Island…
On my boat…or Cos’ (my kindergarden friend who just retired with a Saga 40 sloop, and has no kids and is sailing to Mexico)
Out…of mind…
Mate, as always when you write comments, I think there's something really interesting about them and I want to understand more, but you don't leave enough narrative threads among the beat poetry and stream of consciousness. My suggestion to you would be to dig through your old stuff and revise it. Try to give it some shape and form for a reader that doesn't know anything about it. The offbeat stuff is good, but it has to be earned with some clarity first.
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Nice Jamie. I had big plans of shooting rapids in the canoe with the kids. Cat didn't think that was a good idea but I still had a great time snoozing in the back whilst the kids paddled round and round in circles on the loch. You're right - it doesn't have to be all time to be all time.
Yeah I’m massively guilty of thinking that it does!