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Ageless Turning Carousel
14:57
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AGELESS TURNING CAROUSEL
Chapters 1 & 2 of 5:
IT’S NOT ABOUT ME
THIS DAY DELICIOUS SIPPING
SMOOTH OPERATOR
THEM HEARTS IS BREAKING SLOWLY
IN DREAMS REFLECTION SHATTERED
CLUTCH ALUMINUM
THE YOUNG ARE TOO SOON STICKY
SHOULDER RIDE HANG TIGHT
SCARED OFF BY THE YOUTH WALK WAY
EVERYBODY DOES IT SO
DON’T DISCUSS WEATHER
FORE GO THE HERE TO WHAT NOT
ONE DAY OVERBOARD
SHADOWS FLY ALONG THE WALL
RISE NEW DAY MYSELF REMIND
SHAKE TOP SWAP I’M CHARMED
OXFORD PURVEYORS OF ART
SADNESS STINKS IN DEEP
DESIRE REVOLUTION
HEADS UP RECKON SO BE DOWN
WHOM SO EVER SHALL
AWAY SLIP AGAIN THE DAYS
KEEP MY SOUL REPLETE
MORE THAN ONCE UPON I TRY
TOO MANY WORDS TO CHOOSE FROM
UNDER AND OVER
THE KINGDOM OF DISCIPLINE
JOY OF THRICE THRESHOLD
LIPS LOOSE SUBJECTS TO BORE YOU
STONED AND STUCK IN GLORY SQUAT
WHAT WANT HAVE I NEED
THAT PEN SPEAKS FROM PAGE TO PAGE
LUST RIDES BY CYCLE
MINDS KNOW NOT THE DIFFERENCE
WINDOWS ONCE WERE WITHIN US
I HAD SOMETHING NICE
PICKING UP WHERE I LEFT OFF
THE HEAD HAS HEAD OUT
I’M BOUT IT NO DIGGITY
WILD IRISH BARITONE
YOU’LL NEVER KNOW WHO
BENT ON BUTTER BEING SHY
MY MY PARTS IS PARTS
THE REASONS ARE OBVIOUS
BEHIND THE BARREL AGAIN
IN SIMPLICITY
THE MEASURING WOMAN COMES
DIVIDE AND CONQUER
AFFECTION HAS NO MARKING
TIGER TIGER MISSED ME NOW
THESE DAYS RISING GREY
POOR KITTY STIFF AS CURBSIDE
OF DIFFERENT TYPE FREEZE
YOUNG STROLL IT SEEMS SO QUIET
WELL YOU NEEDN’T NOW BOTHER
GOTTA DEAL WITH IT
ONCE SEEN YOU CAN’T NOT NOTICE
GIVEN RING ALARM
WHISTLES LOST IN NIGHTS LAUGHTER
TANGLED IN THOUGHTS FORGOTTEN
SKITTERISH PIXIE
DUST BE FOR WHY NOT SETTLE
KICKS THIS AND THAT NOW
YOU FEEL ME IT’S ALL PLEASURE
EARLY DOWN HOME TITANIC
LEANING ON THE SLIDE
THE FOOTWORK TAKES EM ALL OUT
SHOCKING TO THE ROOTS
AGELESS TURNING CAROUSEL
ONE SPOT FOR TWO GOOD AS GONE
FANTASY AFLAME
SAVING FUEL COAST ROUND THE TURN
FULFILLMENT EMBER
BE BEYOND THE CLOSET DOOR
FULGURANT FULIGINOUS
MUST TO HAVE SOME TEA
TASTE TREMENDOUS FLOWER INK
DANCE DON’T MIND THE STEAM
REMEMBERING TO GIVE THANX
SHARING ON EQUAL THE WAYS
LONG OVER LONGING
GLASS SEPARATES MORNING GAZE
NEIGHBOR THE SILENCE
BEATS PLAYED ON SILL IN ADVANCE
TIRES PASSING SOUND THE WEARY
IT ONLY TAKES ONE
DROP FROM ABOVE ON THE CHASE
MOMS CATCHES THE TAIL
JACK O LANTERN LONELY FACE
SUN AND SPIRIT CASTING SPELL
LOSE COUNT KEEPING ON
LATELY EYES OVERFLOWING
RELEASE SPRINGS RELIEF
LISTENING WHAT’S SO FUNNY
DEATH COLD ON TIME NOW DEGRADING
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SO ON AND SO ON
ETCETERA AND SO FORTH
FOR MORE GET THE BOOK
THAT IS TO SAY CONTACT ME
CHAPBOOKS ARE MADE TO ORDER
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Saturday Night Sonnet #4
04:11
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Done died too many times to die again
so the guardian angels have declared
a ghost of a go between mice and men
that easy cat’s eight gets spent unprepared
Many days of heaven way far from nice
a beautiful youth was paid for in spades
with reckless abandon we threw the dice
playing king and queen of the masquerades
Look back but don’t laugh at the luck of the draw
them narrow escapes were deaths all their own
nature will rule with unbreakable law
our time and place is written in stone
When we see each other we’re sure to smile
We may have skipped grace but always had style
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Alive late at night out dreaming of play
profit and pleasure thereby ways to feel
one on one way any faye dunaway
enjoyment counts now right up to the squeal
Be nice you should all everyone be nice
sweet swedish dumplings of little repute
for boundless inspiration don’t think twice
gather round the fountain funk punk jack boot
Hot garbage collectors lives in it clean
mujeres blend into cafe chatter
frenchies expect you to know what they mean
we’s gone with a breeze like it un-matter
Perhaps to return tomorrows a wish
Swooping spanish sea sides with my best dish
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Saturday Night Sonnet #8
02:40
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The hypocrisy of a ruling class
with false dominion over others lives
pursuing happiness just to kiss ass
thieves with their spoils to poison your wives
Sophisticate crooks building large castles
then to reside in the shadows of fear
with pompous ritual ties and tassels
liars all uncommonly cavalier
Few decide ownership of laws and land
what’s best for the masses is tough to chew
an absence of balance follows demand
taking good hearts devils cleave them in two
When the grass grows tall on that playing field
We’ll meet on the level before we’ll yield
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Yay that each day I appear in your midst
the beauty refined over time plays on
so wet your whistle with caring I didst
dancing to things we once had on the lawn
From heavens beyond been blessed to be big
given the field it aint tough to command
Here know thyself we am thyself now dig
keeps it in line with the palm of my hand
That scared money will never make money
hate dies by a smile not by disguises
patient and cool it’s all milk & honey
c’est moi on the vine ripe with surprises
Nothing’s for certain but I am for sure
Just flesh blood and soul an ace and a score
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EJS Averill, Vermont
A true blue funk punk free jazz soul poet. A once upon a time student of Wadada Leo Smith, with a wide musical past including Stymie and the PJLO, The Matt Ritvo Group, Kimo Ball, and "Thunderchucker" Frank Ferrer.
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