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Showing posts with label friends. Show all posts
Showing posts with label friends. Show all posts
16 April, 2019

From Field Notes: Excerpts, 7th-9th April 2019 - Orange Poppy, Long Gone

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7 April view of the Wakarusa River Spent the early afternoon downtown. Had lunch with the Market Street Irregulars and then had the...
16 October, 2018

Rubber Tramp Stories 1: Big Rock Candy Mountain is Hollow

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I met a hobo once, through a mutual friend. He came in on a southbound CSX and hopped off about seven blocks from my house, near a McDon...
19 April, 2016

Old friends, new soil, and starting over

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Lay this unto your breast: Old friends, like old swords, still are trusted best. -- John Webster There is only one day left, always start...
15 July, 2013

Williston Semi-Denied: Notes From Minneapolis

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Trying to make Art is a lot like building a fire. You spend your time trying to recreate the effect of a bolt of lightening, usually without...
29 May, 2013

Losantiville Lines, Down River Chorus: Version 2

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DaveFest 2013 What you do is who you are. You are your own comeuppance. You become your own message. - Leonard Peltier Every man is in his o...
30 October, 2012

O Losantiville, Don't You Cry For Me: Asynchronous/ 2 Poems From the Road

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I am open to the guidance of synchronicity and do not let expectations hinder my path. - The Dalai Lama I woke up this morning to snow -- a ...
01 October, 2012

Southern Jaunt: Budget 10 Ghost Town

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Live, Travel, Adventure, Bless, and don't be sorry. -- Jack Kerouac  Live to tell the story; but make it interesting. - Me I miss the da...
18 June, 2012

Eastward-ish - Into the Sunset: Tempe, AZ

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Many demolitions are actually renovations. - Rumi There are no unsacred places; / there are only sacred places / and desecrated places. - We...
23 April, 2012

Disappearing Geography, Cont. (Bluegrass Slingshot, Ashland, KY)

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and it is possible a great energy / is moving near me. - Rainer Maria Rilke  The wind that blows /   Is all that any body knows. -  Henry Da...
01 March, 2012

Shipping Out to Boston: The Beantown Massacre (Verses 1 and 2)

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And Alice... Remember Alice? The song's about Alice. -Arlo Guthrie I'm tired of being civilized. Look for me Butte. -Utah Phillips V...
21 February, 2012

A Baboon in New York, Part 1.2: The Chaotic Columna Ceruluia (Cont.)

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New York has a trip-hammer vitality which drives you insane with restlessness if you have no inner stabilizer. -- Henry Miller  The simple, ...