7/25/2014

word


“For those who believe in God, most of the big questions are answered. But for those of us who can't readily accept the God formula, the big answers don't remain stone-written. We adjust to new conditions and discoveries. We are pliable. Love need not be a command nor faith a dictum. I am my own god. We are here to unlearn the teachings of the church, state, and our educational system. We are here to drink beer. We are here to kill war. We are here to laugh at the odds and live our lives so well that Death will tremble to take us.” 
― Charles Bukowski




“Happy. Just in my swim shorts, barefooted, wild-haired, in the red fire dark, singing, swigging wine, spitting, jumping, running—that's the way to live. All alone and free in the soft sands of the beach by the sigh of the sea out there, with the Ma-Wink fallopian virgin warm stars reflecting on the outer channel fluid belly waters. And if your cans are red hot and you can't hold them in your hands, just use good old railroad gloves, that's all.”
Jack Kerouac

“The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars.” Jack Kerouac























#bukowski #ferlinghetti #kerouac #beat #poetry #writing 

word


“For those who believe in God, most of the big questions are answered. But for those of us who can't readily accept the God formula, the big answers don't remain stone-written. We adjust to new conditions and discoveries. We are pliable. Love need not be a command nor faith a dictum. I am my own god. We are here to unlearn the teachings of the church, state, and our educational system. We are here to drink beer. We are here to kill war. We are here to laugh at the odds and live our lives so well that Death will tremble to take us.” 
― Charles Bukowski




“Happy. Just in my swim shorts, barefooted, wild-haired, in the red fire dark, singing, swigging wine, spitting, jumping, running—that's the way to live. All alone and free in the soft sands of the beach by the sigh of the sea out there, with the Ma-Wink fallopian virgin warm stars reflecting on the outer channel fluid belly waters. And if your cans are red hot and you can't hold them in your hands, just use good old railroad gloves, that's all.”
Jack Kerouac

“The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars.” Jack Kerouac























#bukowski #ferlinghetti #kerouac #beat #poetry #writing 

7/23/2014

view from above


cannot keep her on a pedestal 
if he keeps her on her back
woeful as winter
this standing lack

a woman cannot see
no vision from below
woeful as winter
this standing lack

he's facing into the ground
his eyes useless appendages
woeful as winter
this standing lack

woeful as winter
this standing lack
useless appendages 
and she on her back




view from above


cannot keep her on a pedestal 
if he keeps her on her back
woeful as winter
this standing lack

a woman cannot see
no vision from below
woeful as winter
this standing lack

he's facing into the ground
his eyes useless appendages
woeful as winter
this standing lack

woeful as winter
this standing lack
useless appendages 
and she on her back



7/16/2014

haiku series Ssshhh

#haiku #poet #poem #poety #meditation

on celestial sphere



solstice


sense softer silence
summer solstice shimmering
soothing sound surrounds




equinox


on celestial sphere 
astronomical hoardings
shares summer harvest 





haiku series Ssshhh

#haiku #poet #poem #poety #meditation

on celestial sphere



solstice


sense softer silence
summer solstice shimmering
soothing sound surrounds




equinox


on celestial sphere 
astronomical hoardings
shares summer harvest