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The Beatles, Getting better

Jefferson Airplane, White Rabbit

John Coltrane, MR. P.C.

The Who, My generation

Jimi Hendrix, Foxie Lady

Bob Dylan, All Along The Watchtower

 

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giovanni michelucci

Outlined Epitaphs

8.

Yes, I am a thief of thoughts

not, I pray, a stealer of souls

I have built an’ rebuilt

upon what is waitin’

for the sand on the beaches

carves many castles

on what has been opened

before my time

a word, a tune, a story, a line

keys in the wind t’ unlock my mind

an’ t’ grant my closet thoughts backyard air

it is not of me t’ sit an’ ponder

wonderin’ an’ wastin’ time

thinkin’ of thoughts that haven’t been thunk

thinkin’ of dreams that haven’t been dreamt

an’ new ideas that haven’t been wrote

an’ new words t’ fit into rhyme

( if it rhymes, it rhymes

if it don’t, it don’t

if it comes, it comes

if it won’t, it won’t)

 

no I must react an’ spit fast

with weapons of words

wrapped in tunes

that’ve rolled through the simple years

teasin’ me t’ treat them right

t’ reshape them an’ restring them

t’ protect my own world

from the mouths of all those

who’d eat it

[…..]

 

a Mercedes’s engine

will take us

elsewhere in town,

Janis,

wound long hair

no longer crying

nervous fingers on scrim

scratched desires a blow

pocket and liquid

all our good expectations

for nothing

what space confines

what is a house

what is a room

brine and sand

many flowers

both real and unreal

beauty is a teasing frame of mind

in effective black and white

last tangerine you smell

last oranges you suck

go go go

vermillion shades

do not break your night

your heart my heart

like a spinning top

What is life

 

What I feel, I can’t say
But my love is there for you anytime of day
But if it’s not love that you need
Then I’ll try my best to make everything succeed

Tell me, what is my life without your love
Tell me, who am I without you, by my side

What I know, I can do
If I give my love now to everyone like you
But if it’s not love that you need
Then I’ll try my best to make everything succeed

Tell me, what is my life without your love
Tell me, who am I without you, by my side
Tell me, what is my life without your love
Tell me, who am I without you, by my side

What I feel, I can’t say
But my love is there for you any time of day
But if it’s not love that you need
Then I’ll try my best to make everything succeed

Tell me, what is my life without your love
Tell me, who am I without you, by my side
Oh tell me, what is my life without your love
Tell me, who am I without you, by my side

What is my life without your love
Tell me, who am I without you, by my side

Oh tell me, what is my life without your love
Tell me who am I without you by my side

 

george young

 

jack bello

 

 

 

[Sight is just dust]

Sight is just dust,                                   Mind alone
Obey it must.                                          Introduced the bone.

Fire is just feeds                                    Only mind
On fiery deeds.                                       The flame so kind.

Water from the moon                         Mind is the sea
Appears very soon.                             Made water agree.

Wind in the trees                                   Wind rose deep
Is a mental breeze.                               From empty sleep.

Space in the ground                             Devoid of space
Was dirt by the pound.                       Is the mind of grace.

 

 

 

 

 

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Faim

Si j’ai du gout, ce n’est guère

Que pour la terre et les pierres.

Je dèjeune toujours d’air,

De roc, de charbons, de fer.

Mes faims, tournez. Paissez, faims,

Le pré des sons.

Attirez le gain venin

Des liserons.

Mangez les cailloux qu’on brise,

Les vielles pierres d’églises;

Les galets des vieux déluges,

pains semés dans les vallées grises.

 

 

vintage

vintage

 

 

 

John Coltrane, Countdown

Miles Davis, Budo

Stan Gets, A handful of stars

Thelonious Monk, In walked Bud

Herbie Hancock, One finger snap

Anthony Coleman Trio, Ask Anthony 2

John Zorn, Mystic Circles

 

 

Wow, I thought reading that,

when I start falling

in that inhuman pit

of dizzy death

I’ll know (if

smart enough t’remember)

that all the black

tunnels of hate

or love I’m falling

through, are

really radiant

right eternities

for me

 

 

 

 

It wont happen is what

it is –

It’ll lose touch –

It was the same in past eternities

It will be with the bees

now

the feeling of in and out

your feeling of being alive

is the feeling of in & out

your feeling of being  dead

u n a l i v e

when it comes you wont

sneeze no more, Gesundheit.

It wont happen, is what

is –

And

it aint happenin now

Smile  & think deeply

 

WINTER  TREES

All the complicated details

of the attiring and

the disattiring are completed!

A liquid moon

moves gently among

the long braches.

Thus having prepared their buds

against a sure winter

the wise trees

stand sleeping in the cold.