Thursday, June 09, 2011

Poetry: Memories Awakened

a friend died
this morning,
i feel sad
and warm at the same time
as memories
become the present
and memories
i had not thought about
for years...decades...
re-appear
as if yesterday
last night
right now...

the times we
found ourselves at the
foot of some stage
soaking in the music,
every decibel
a part of us
and we bonded and drank...

gwar
gaye bikers on acid...
lou reed...
suicidal tendencies...
laughing hyenas...

he's seen me drunk and crazy
yet never judgemental,
a positive energy
emanated from him,
and he's heard every note
of every song
ever recorded...
and some not recorded,
and if you sold 12 albums
and were a garage band in Sweden
chances are
he had one (or two) of those 12
albums --

the wrestling shows
abdullah the butcher
terry funk
a bloodbath by 2 old warriors
of the ring
as we watched 
enthralled
completely entertained...

and it's been 7 years
since I moved away,
modern technology
kept us in touch
but it's not the same
and i wish i was there
at the roller derby
at the local wrestling shows,
talking about music
as I scribble down
obscure band names to look up
and us at the foot
of the stage
soaking in every decibel
every note
...

a friend of mine
died this morning
i feel sad
&
i feel warm
...
june 9, 2011

Friday, June 03, 2011

Still Alive and Well....

Yes...I am still alive...and I am well....been working on my computer mojo and doing web site designs, and no more fooling around...still alive and well...more to come...dum dum dum...yowza!!!
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