So many versions of this blues standard. But this is my favorite.
But the first blues song I remember hearing was this. Wore the grooves off this album.
Hesitation
Aug 2 2025
The Daily Dread
Yesterday
He crinkles the buds
He separates twigs and seeds
He then rolls the joint
Fuzzy pink sweater
Stray hand slides up and under
"Forge ahead." she sighs
MAGA cult monk grumps
With a scowl under his cowl
Donations are down
Seize the day as one
Cherish the day when it's done
You know you have won
the world continues
without us says the distant
domino falling
the current regime
will fold spindle mutilate
to get it's own way
They want us to buy their BS
Pay for their BS
Use their stinking BS
Then thank them for their BS
The Vapors
What started as a run on sentence
Begat this unholy scat
things that used to make me blush
even while I was in such a rush
only then wanting them to hush
telling people to shush up
after reaching out to touch
trying to grasp a whole bunch
many hours before for lunch
until I heard that nasty crunch
a terrible accident as such
sent me reeling
without punctuation
on this river
of verbiage ramblation
unable to deliver with punch
so Ill fake it into cush
make it look like
planned adverse
while I sit here
on my tush
Today
Things on public display
That might or might not
Make us blush
Would probably have
Given our ancestors
The vapors
Real or feigned
Aug 1 2025
The Daily Dread
Yesterday
grinning ear to ear
signalling another night
of special mischief
takes reflected light
on my retina to draw you
in my memory
yet my most cherished
recollections of you were
played out in the dark
media cover
of louts constant twittering
has zero value
A distant memory
When I was very young
At bedtime my mother and I
Would kneel at my bedside
We would say a nightly prayer
It went like this:
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
Should I die before I wake
I pray the Lord my soul to take.
Nice little sediment.
Face to face with my mortality
On a nightly basis before dreamland.
From two to maybe seven
Don't recall when it began
Don't recall when it ended
Wonder why I was a shy kid
With the Grim Reaper
Always hovering near
Sweet dreams Petey.
Cards
Been living my life
One card shy of a full deck
Loving every deal
Had one up my sleeve
Bluff called before I could leave
Cuff usurped the sleight
Fifty two skiddoo
Had no clue what I should do
Cut the cards and flew
July 31 2025
The Daily Dread
Yesterday
Guaranteed
Given the choice
Shopping lane
Highway lane
I'll choose the wrong one
When I move over
That one will stop
The other we I'll go
So now I stay put
And be the lane
J.J. leaned over
"Bonds just bind you to sorrow."
Then drained his Guinness
Up before sunrise
Much to complete before I
Slip into darkness
Tinnitus kicks in
Then the hum turns into words
A cosmic message
Bicameral mind chatter
Or psychotic word jumble
Our knowledge of space is pure speculation.
On the fringe stands The Eavesdrop Inn.
Best burger for light years.
Their motto is:
To Serve Man
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Our knowledge of space is pure speculation.
On the fringe stands The Eavesdrop Inn.
Best burger for light years.
Ingredients unknown
But their motto is:
To Serve Man
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Two words
Came to mind
On line three
The one I chose
Was the wrong one
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Our knowledge of space is pure speculation.
On the fringe stands The Eavesdrop Inn.
Best burger for light years.
Ingredients unknown
But their motto is:
To Serve Man
Niche
nouveau riche caste search
never achieves the rich niche
gaude sublimate
with garish accoutrements
gauche ticky tacky gild trash
July 30 2025
The Daily Dread
Yesterday
Phrazez that Payzez
"Spontaneous eruption of now "
Very Bad Wizards
Stick or the carrot?
Please may I have the carrot.
Fine. But first the stick!
some well placed roses
let me stand bare naked here
among the elm trees
bare trees speak to me
without the clutter of leaves
message from their roots
lounging in cool shade
a tree site of our first kiss
in seventy three
July 29 2025
The Daily Dread
Yesterday
A lesson I learned
Less time being on the make
More time spent making
A velvet funnel
Filled with sapphire blather
Chokes out all reason
light clothes on the course
for all caddies from now on
helps hide dropped cheat ball
fifty years ago
summer job in factory
room size spring grinder
turntable of tubes
fill all tubes with raw springs
make ends flat to seat
fast pace to keep up
if one sticks in tube tap other
guy and duck under table
sparks fly all around
best motivation ever
to return to school
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