May 20, 2021
The Trader Joe’s parking lot bench with long ago May flowers
May The May Be With You
April,30 2025
The Daily Dread
Yesterday
I opened my eyes
There were two shoes on the step
Put on my shoes
Went to work
There were no shoes on the step
After the accident
For many mornings
I opened my eyes
Put on my shoe
Took my crutches
Went to work
There was one shoe on the step
Everythings withered
For no additional gain
Long cold nights ahead
letting the day gain
purchase on my attention
as dreams slink away
Only my inner thoughts to watch
As I swaddle into an evening swatch
Although I may be bone dead tired
Dawns on withering conscious frame
With nothing to lose and all to gain
Additional input may be required
A frog on a log
Obsessed on a midair fly
Ribbit Ribbit (slurp)
Objet de Arte
April,29 2025
The Daily Dread
Yesterday
Daily office time.
Snipe, connive, deceive, backstab.
At Vipers Nest Corp
A bit on the nose
For the sloppy #brand new
QR face code trend
while some stay on #brand
by being decent humans
others promote theirs
with petty small minded cruel
spiteful malicious actions
need a disclaimer
for the brain blossoms prompts prompt
on my social feeds
Phrazez that Payzez
""Go funkle all over your scuznut." According to DTG Chris Cavanaugh
"Big bundle of cognitive dissonance" Blake from Monster Talk 8:24 AM
I'm Spurious and this is my brother Dubious 10:54 AM me
It’s Just an E.M.P. Away
I rummage about
In rubbish I've left behind
The frolics of yore
The many sheets from before
Bits and bytes of things to come
Stacks of melted wax
The mess of cassette formats
All shapes and sizes
Twentieth century discs
Magneto stuff lost in mists
All up in the cloud
Or that's what I have been told
Digital rummage
NFTs now will be sold
Just like the tulips of old
No lugging required
Paper trail's have long been trashed
Memories now stored
By our server overlords
Just one EMP away
Remember: A.I. thinks the word “memories” has four syllables. They are: me-m-o-ries. 🤣
April,28 2025
The Daily Dread
Yesterday
conversation needs
not to have conversion as
a goal to achieve
if all of us could agree
nothing wrong with a nice chat
Stream of consciousness
Haiku flow in the morning
To ignite the day
Share morning haiku
Wash, dress, eat. Gather my lance.
Tilt at a windmill
When everyone thinks their leading, who's following.
Every Day
No special word start
No clues, books, or search engines
Raw dogging Wordle
Living the cooler by the lake dream
April,27 2025
The Daily Dread
Yesterday
paying for storage
of free stuff you have hoarded
doesn't seem freeing
Opportunities
Missed and taken paved the way
On the road to ruin
Set yourself free from
The dreaded lingering thatch
Without pubic ruin
Started out as mere
Innocent lingering thoughts
Made me malinger
Subliminal Water
I saw
People I knew
Some alive
Some dead
Some like the cat
Both states are true
Until I take a peek
At the obits
Rustling newspaper
Read with dread
Nevermore
Now I seek
Dirge diving
Off the cold ledge
Of a search engine portal
All this because
Of another
Dream dredge
The culmination
Of eighty years
Full access
Multipass
To the best things
Money can buy
Offered up
By our culture
In this phase
Of civilization
Has facilitated
Into being
Foisted upon
The whole world
For all to see
Our very own
Homegrown
Abomination
I watch minimal opinions
Floating on subliminal water
Of my existence
From my point of view
On my timeline
In my right now
My mind wonders
I flush
Where did they come from
Where are they going
Then I wipe my mind
Move to my next point of view
Umma my Gumma
A sorcery full of secrets
Full up to the brim
With milk of human malign
Or dandelion wine
Slopping over the rim
Whether to right a wrong
Or to wrong a right
Pick your assignment
Change the weather
Change the channel
Mumble a chant
Bang a gong
Sing a song
Even if you can't
Black cat moan
Depends on the saucer
Depends on the milk
Depends on the sorcerer
It's all in the spell
Drizzle Drazzle Druzzle Drome
Maestro Please
Tone deaf
No rhythm
Left footed
Stumble bum
Dilettante
Hey That's Me !
In spite of all that, music has played an important part throughout my life.
- Choir
- Guitarist
- Singer
- Dancer
- Editor
- Actor
- Listener
Sure it was a church choir, garage band guitarist, high school, college, community productions. Musical theater singer, dancer, and actor in front of big and small crowds alike. I even got paid for a summer acting gig once. Not musical, but since I’m bragging. . .
What I did get paid for and quite well thank you was as a film, video, and digital editor. There I orchestrated numerous medlies of picture, voice, music, and sound effects many times over many years. If there is no music in the way the pictures flow before the eye and the dialog plays to the ear then it’s back to the cutting room.
See Ma, I didn’t waste my entire youth on trivial pursuits.
It also has taught me my most important skill.
I listen
Now It’s Time To Shout
I just love this performance and song 😍
Shine
The fire of time
Gives all
An incandescent glow
From down
Deep in the soul
Making us
The lambent light
For all insight
A Scroll Threw Life 