This is a continuation of a discusson inspired by a terrific piece by Jeanette Demain entitled:  Breasturants, Hypocrisy and Sexual Kitsch
  
In response I wrote (retitled as): OPEN CALL: gettin' back to tits and ass American Style 

Phyllis… Read full post »

This is an expansion of my comment in response to a great piece by Jeanette Demain, that started it all titled:  Breasturants, Hypocrisy and Sexual Kitsch.  Phyllis suggested this as an OPEN CALL: so I'm comin' at you.  OPEN CALL: from toddlers to women, getin' back to that good o… Read full post »

 my brain hurts today. 

"we are not able to put this right, all this wacky shit!  and after trying to piece it into something cohesive and then finding out we needn't have bothered, we're collectively, proactively pissed!"

  "SO! being we're stuck here in your fuck… Read full post »

^{Behold!  the most delicous sugar free cookies in the world!} 

Now  that I’m regularly whipping up ricotta cheese in my little kitchen - which btw, is the easiest thing in the world to do, I am compelled by frugal duty to followup with recip… Read full post »

snuck up on me she did

I wuz mindin my own bizness ya know

when all of a hot damn lickity

comes this fancyshmancy

I didn’t ask for it, see?

I didn’t sit around like I do now

tryin to stoke… Read full post »

Some here have commented they enjoy reading the process of creating a poem, so I thought I'd show the work of this one in particular in my blog, since I'm working on it anyway.  

Doing this allows me to keep track of all my changes (most of them… Read full post »

she

some say that art

is a fart

of the heart

for the smart by the crazy

also the lazy

some bouyant, some sinky

some crayon, some inky

can be warm as a minky

making patrons all thinky

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There was once a shaggy child who dreamed

 Of pink and white pinafores and

 Sweetly starched crinolines of another time

She cried too easily

Who made this annoying child?

Who could be a friend to her?

Such a scruffy thing with holes in… Read full post »

America is my child father

And his young mother

Setting off to float away at last

To another world

Their hearts playing a song so soothing

They would hold hands and sway together

To the wake of the ocean

Lulled to close eyes

To dream… Read full post »

Who are these bastards?

Riding the wake

Four horsemen at dusk

Our children in their sights

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_{This is a repost  dedicated to Ben Sen who wrote a most excellent St Patrick's Day post called A St. Patrick's Day Valentine, about working in an Irish bar. My poem was written a couple of years back for a St Patrick's Day open call. It's been rewritten and tweeked so many times,/}… Read full post »

Having had the privilege of knowing an alchy or two I can tell you, they don't last a long time in any kind of shape. 

Well, they can but it’s rare.  Charles Bukowski lasted more than 70 years, probably because he was smart enough to stay a drunk.

See… Read full post »

I used to drive those trucks so hard

and for so long that

my right foot would

go dead from pushing down on the

accelerator.

delivery after delivery,

14 hours at a time

for $1.10 per hour

under the table,

up… Read full post »

I want to be like Charles Bukowski

But I don’t want a gnarly hide

Chickenshit

That I am 

I want to be smooth where I’ve never been

I want to be happy where I’ve never been

I want to be all the… Read full post »

My daughter in law, a kind soul gave me a terrific book about poetry and spirituality called "Saved By a Poem" by Kim Rosen. (My atheism stymies some of my loved ones.) (I have to smile at that.)

In addition to some helpful information, the book discusses the origins of… Read full post »

I'm posting this publicly because I'm hoping others will stop helping you do this to yourself however inadvertantly.  if you insist on posting provocative blogs, well, you're an adult and there's nothing anyone can do except to ignore you and them.  

as I see it, just when this ridiculous d… Read full post »

the kiss

in circular motion

might be compulsion

or magic more or less 

grand opera or mere biology perhaps

(perhaps)

(oh perhaps not)

yet when I press this tongue these lips this warm

and cunning mouth

placing it

just so

smoothly

in yours … Read full post »

1. Your main trait:  See…this is when I know I’m in trouble because with me, there isn’t any “one” main trait. I’m quirky but I’m also so hellbent on being logical.  So even when I’m creative thinking, whatever I come up with has to be g… Read full post »

last night I enjoyed watching:

1.       the Bridesmaids women.

2.      the French guy.

3.      Julianna whatever her name is on E!, who's married to the Apprentice guy and had a big happy smile all day and looked stunn… Read full post »

and in comes the sun, the air is so fresh

and there you are!

and you and you and you

oh so many here 

it's good to see you  

come inside

have some coffee

but what have you brought?

couldn't it have been… Read full post »

I like everything about Open Salon, from the look of it: the format, the whiteness of the page, the blue and black band across the top I can personalize, to the people who publish here.  This is my page within the OS format.  My appearance is contained:

I'm an Open… Read full post »

and that it's a nice heaven

I hope the rumors of a grand buffet are true

they have spoken of delectable dishes served

on shimmering tablecloths with chairs so comfortable

you could sit back and sleep and dream

I know it must be true because I know you are there

 … Read full post »