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From marco99@juno.com Sun Nov 8 18:06:33 1998
Date: Sat, 07 Nov 1998 20:46:38 EST
From: marc capelli <marco99@juno.com>
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Subject: 33pomes.txt
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JOURNAL POME 1
by prime anarchist. previously published in a 33-poem book of
poetry entitled "I Slurp My Coffee." (c)1995
Fireguard schmireguard, I'm in the
Choir. Colorado 1st impression:
Kansas border from plane-- looks like a
Rock; trees and houses stuck on it.
Ski's suitcases like huge
Musket carrying bags.
Sight landing in plane?
300 miles of beach sand.
Welcome to the semi-desert.
Dry mouth, nose bleeding off & on
For 16 hours. Short of breath
On a 1 flight staircase.
Sore muscles ail all morning. From walking??
Saltless water, oxygenless air; a
Bouyanciless jellyfish float in a lake.
Responseless foto-gray glasses just stay
Dark. Closer to the sun? Crisp papertowels
And toilet paper you can write on.
Coffee houses everywhere. One 4 each 7-11.
Aztec cooking all around. Empty rivers not
Flowing under bridges; called a wash.
Jasmin tea and onion bagel in
Ice cream parlour; ice cream
And coffee in bagelteria. Lemon
Zinger tea in mason jar over ice.
"ROCKY MOUNTAIN HAIKU:
Or Sign On Wall":
DON'T DRINK AND ROCK CLIMB--
YOU WON'T BE ABLE TO HOLD
YOUR LIQUOR. GOOD DAY.
This has been ATI 70.
dedicated to James Ingram Merrill
Dead: gone; still with us
Poiesies In Our Pockets.
JOURNAL POEM 2
I feel misplaced;
My rock used to be in the bank.
Now it's washed down the river,
Maybe at the bottom of the sea by now;
Or maybe on top of some mountain.
Whatever happened to John DeLorean?
That aluminum car - so costly. Maybe he
Rusted, or washed into some sea.
Of obscurity. Or invested.
In fossil fuel.
A miner's head-lamp, laptop and a
Portable computerprinter -- never mind
Walderness Pond; I'll go write in a
Cave. Live on roots.
You mean French onion soup's not
Vegetarian?? Cheez whiz, gadzookamaluga.
Prefix: Gad. Suffix: Uga. Root: zookamal.
Do you remember cruisin' Main Street?
Smaller towns still do it.
Is this the 40's again: or what?
They probably wear sharks tooths too.
And fossils.
With dry sense of humor; who needs a towel?
Gadzookamaluga-
Webster 1958. pg 569.
(n) ((bad expression. from early bourgeois,
Gadfly- annoying. from caveman, ugh- dunno.
Middle american for doggeral, bad poetry.))
Someone who can't express himself well.
"What a gadzookamaluga." Clinically a
Writer's block. "I'm gadzookamaluga'd
Now, go easy on me."
Someone's rhetoric simply stinks.
"Gadzookamaluga!"
Great synonym for "Bullshit."
"Dolapachont" is Navajo for "bullshit."
I used to know it in Laguna too.
JOURNAL POEM 3
by prime anarchist. previously published in a 33-poem book of
poetry entitled "I Slurp My Coffee." (c)1995
Old Pomes. New Pomes.
Borrowed pomes; blue pomes.
Funny pomes, sad pomes; goofy and glad pomes.
Pomes pomes. pomes pomes, eat them up - yum.
Make alliteration instead of legislation.
Ah, all's well that "and's" well-
And all are about action.
Skip, jump, lay there, run, smile, frown.
Run around, skip the jumping;
Lay there down.
Who chewed a page outa my pomes?
You're not s'posed to chew:
Eat them delicately.
Luscious, yummy, soft delicious yellow pomes.
Moist, meaty, mysterious succulent pomes.
Pomes about poets, presidents, pests
And pomes full of juice.
I eat pomes.
Do you eat pomes?
Red pomes, yellow pomes, green poems.
Don't eat the blue ones.
JOURNAL POEM 4 by me.
Pictures DooDled -- Poor richarDs.
Drunk as a skunk. Or was it
Broke As a sPoke.
A Piss test my Donation.
Army Days, in harm's ways like a
Drunken haze & some Prunk (*) with PeroxiDe
Strawbery brown (can you say attemPted
BlonDe??) hair goes and gets about
Seven extra forks so her frienDs coulD
All share her fettucini AlfreDo.
They say Amerika is Dumming.
Well it DiD take me five years on one
Book. "But no matter," Kerouac says.
"The roaD is life."
Does every town have a flea-market now
At their Dog track?
Please tiP the street singer - he's an
Out of work Physics teacher, you know.
Diga, Oye. SPot me a Dollar, eh?
PayPhone with a Phist Phull of coPPer.
Postcard of a Doll at GoD's GarDen's
TraDing Post.
If you ran out of sPunk halfway uP the
Rock woulD'ya Dangle uP there til 'ya
MustarD more air or'D 'ya flail and
Flinch 'til some guy with a winch
Came uP and saveD 'ya before you
PlummetteD DeaD in your
Store-bought moccasins?
Please feeD the Ducks.
They're out of work sky tourists
>From South Dakota.
INTERMISSION:
I think you'd have to be inside
A wooden outhouse in January to
See pearly white frost covering
String of spiderwebs all around
Filing a Pile of PaPers
Some Don't go anywhere.
DeaD letter file? Making a Place
Just Doing it, keePing mouth shut.
Playing Pen like a Piano.
Please PheeD the Politician.
He's an out of work rabbi.
Graphical ziti on unisex bathroom wall:
I shat in BermuDa
I shat in France
Before I shat here
I shat in my pants.
Please Don't feeD the Poet
He's an out of work
Street musician mythological PhilosoPhical
Sky-Diver from Denver.
*Prunk -(Pronoun) half-breeD of PrePPy anD Punk.
JOURNAL POEM 5 previously published in a
UCONN quarterly under a true name.
fall '95.
Woman wearing topaz bolo tie
Dismantles her "NO TRESPASSING"
Unfurls her new "NO SKATEBOARDING."
Cooling off by a fake waterfall
I watch lead, rhythm and bass
Zylophonists play "Not what it used
To Be," their final cut-
Slices thru my heart like Swiss Army
Sawblade thru sun-melted butter.
Hold the Coke and smile, I want
RC Cola and a wince.
Slept thru half an Eagles song-
Woke up; clock saying 1189 p.m.-
2 many people w/ fake black hair-
1st Ronald McDonald was vegetarian-
Guess I woke up on the wrong side of-
The driver's seat: damn those digitals.
Dale Carnegie once said, "Plan for
The worst -- and hope for the best."
"This isn't a bagel," he said once
Too, "It's white bread with a hole."
Inchworms are the same, the world over:
Just a little different in size.
JOURNAL POEM 6 by Marc Frucht
50 mete(o)rs per hour;
Quite a shower to see.
Playing Celtic music;
Drinking coffee at Java
At the Hut eating the "Longest
French fries in Colorado,"
I read "Continued On Back Flap,"
By Sue Dunham.
Chapel of the Open Air uses the
Thomas Jefferson version of
The Bible. Pavilion protects
Overhead, logs to sit on;
Unfinished lumber lectern.
Long walks in the park, just B4 dark,
Married couple - listening to
Seperate walkman stereos
As they stroll the walkway.
Who needs canteen hiking when
7-11's every hundred yards?
Splast (n) from Coloradan - "blast"
Early Rhode Islandan "splash," to
Have a great deal of fun, wet.
"Splastic," using rubber rafts in
Said funmaking. "Splasm" having
Simply too much water fun.
Eg: "Bring your friends over to the
Flash flood. We're having a splast."
Thanks for the etymology
Earl Grey.
JOURNAL POEM 7 by Marc Frucht
Write a song called "Parchese With Two Pieces Missing,"
just So the reviewer can say
"And the band played Parchese with Two Pieces Missing."
>From center lake the mountain Has powdered sugar on top:
>From 7000 feet athlete's foot falls off.
I just flew in from Aspen and boy are my lips chapped.
Shopping for goods in a snowy sleeveless thing,
Reagan shaves half his head; half for brain surgery,
Half for the press.
I just got a job in Aspen and boy, Suzy Chapstick
Looks anorexic.
Monkery is an only business.
You ever seen a moose relieve himself?
Cruising' Denver in a kevlar sport coat, the sassafras' mittens Make me
homesick for Connecticut.
And the band played Schmaltzing Godzilla.
Papagayo's chilitos & cheese. Onion salsa's free too.
Zing. During Dogma Doug's dobro solo, Hurricane Hugo
Hit Havana hard.
Thunder & Buttons eating a buffalo burger listening to Marley's "Buffalo
Soldier" during thundershowers: veja du.
I just rode a horse from Aspen and boy are my chaps ripped.
Blue corn tortilla laced with saut_ed jalapenos- quite the bite. Like
eating at the maco shark while he's still alive. And wet. A green card
isn't white any more - it's pink.
Only thing worse than "tennis elbow?"
Bicycle-butt.
Never mix Tang(tm) with water from a mineral spring... Explosive.
553 a.m. A cold peppermint moon, eating
Cold pizza - pineapple and peppers.
How many loggers does it take to build a cinder block
house?
Depends how many eagle nests.
They're building a tunnel from Arizona to China.
Called a strip mine.
In a $185 leather day pack knapsack, I'll look really Bohemian, holy cow.
I just rode my bike to Aspen and boy am I chaffed.
JOURNAL POEM 8. PREVIOUSLY PUBLISHED IN A FEW OTHER PUBS. (not sayin
which)
Laminated escapade on Land Canoe
A 10speed. Same feeling from
Biking as paddling: freedom.
People-watching in Pueblo park.
Peaceful people, Pueblo.
Penciled onto pay phone:
Lost- a profound piece from the
Cake of liberty. Leftover
Pineapple petroglyphs.
MONAMI's the plate from El Paso county.
Must've taken a wrong turn in Albuquerque.
You know you're southwest when you
Get the Espanol radio. Welcome to Pyebbelo.
"Miami" es Cuban por "my friend."
How do you say "move" in Cuban?
Perfecto movado, doodo.
The music's just right and the
People are so dad bloomed nice &
Warm to each other I'm about to cry.
"3M-TA3." Write it down and
Look in the mirror. What a Witty piece of grafitty.
Homeboy holds up Motel 6: steals register,
Cash and phone. Clean getaway. Smart.
Only in Santa Fe.
Bet I know who wrote "Eat-me"
All over a bathroom mirror. Who knew?
Only good thing Yale ever gave America
Was fortress locks.
pinon Canon petroglyphs of the people.
Tiny writing; hardly see,
Much less read it!
Drink more coffee; you'll make it out.
Well, that's about it for ATI 78.
Tune in next week when we whip through the world of koolwip. Or was that
horsewhip a whippoorwill? Or will we wind up a watermelon whistle? Nah,
we'll
just whistle Dixie.
JOURNAL POME 9
Colorado Ave. drinkin tea
Tasting of a rusty old sewer
Sitting on Sitting Thinking Stone
Thinking of places never been to.
Strongest coffee north of Santa Fe.
Bike lock cable wedged into spokes
Like steel spaghetti: thief runs off
Into daylight yonder. Rage, I think
About, letting go -- unravelling
Bike lock. Tightening spokes to
Hand-true. A ruined cable, I ponder
Too- a saved mountain bike.
Haiku: Cap'n Crunch, walnuts,
Gatorade and elephant
Peanuts. Yummy. Huh?
Take a load off your mind-- your
Cerebral cortex, corpus collosum,
Cranial cavity. Your canoggin.
"They're not bald spots," says
Zac Taylor. "It's worry skin."
What a yutz.
Lady with bouffant falls like President Ford
Off a piper plane-- cologne smelling like
It cost more than my college education.
What a clutz.
Rock star tries to "pick up chick." Spandex
Shirt, leather pants, 5'4" with 5-inch heels.
You know me? I'm with that band. I'm the
Light man, take my hand. He looks down
Her 10-year-old cleavage-less concert t-shirt.
What a putz.
Army wife tries to pick me up. Spandex shirt,
Leather skirt. 5 foot 2 blond hair with roots.
I know you. I sat at the corner with Mai Tais.
You dance real good, she says. I wasn't even
In whatever bar she's cornered. Who she thinks
I am I wondered. I look down her arm at her ring
Finger, glittering shimmeringly. Sorry, I say.
I don't date sluts.
And Sleeping Buffalo lays pensively,
Vigilant; brown and gray with white
Splotches marbled in. Hills can make
You forget what ocean would look like.
Mountains drive me nuts.
JOURNAL POEM 10 by marc frucht
Panamania Just Cause
President says, "Operation."
Why? "Just 'cause."
New Years '90 my horoscope says
I gotta make more long distance
Calls. I wonder how much THEY
Owe on THEIR telephony bill?
Old man on a penny farthing bicycle
Rides to work in a business suit
Strokes waxed handlebar mustache
Before waving. Is he the one who
Sold me that motor scooter?
Gweeb (n) from Youth Underground, "Dweeb,"
Dorky, with an element of gooberishness.
IE: He's a gweeb for eating Raisonettes.
(TM. Proctor & Gamble)
Ate whitebread for the first
Time in over a year. Like a
Sticky soft sugary sponge.
Dextromethorophan. Medicine heaD -- DM
Wild Turkey & Grapefruit: Called a WeT GanJ.
White woman from France,
Wild wet and full of fun-
Will wish for foreplay;
Wishes to will her fifty-seven Ford;
Wantonly waiting for free fantasy.
Winners win fresh fone #'s:
Dial 1-900-WILL WORK FOR FOOD.
Rhyme schemes make 'em socially acceptable,
Rhythm makes 'em flow;
But alliteration makes 'em work,
And metaphor drives 'em home.
JOURNAL POEM 11 from the book "I Slurp My Coffee."
"Crash," wakes the soldier
Rushing outside with nothing
On but dogtags & cockleburrs.
Space shuttle goes up like a
Sashweight; down like a
Smashing window.
She puts on clothes and
Consequently consumes cocoa
Crispies and canned apple
Sauce for Breakfast.
Same day, J's restaurant:
Breakfast all day.
The lard patty in toast
With an egg on it; she
Porks it down faster
Than you can say
Cholesterol.
2 nights jail for jaywalking
That's for Miss Demeanor
Fellow neonious jaywalking
Carries the maximinium of
Death.
JOURNAL POEM 12 from the selfpublished (150 copies) "I Slurp My Coffee."
by
Marc Harry Ehrenfrucht.
Our Revolution
Seventeen seventy six:
Merely a French coup?
Dress loud and tip big.
Waiting for payday for a
Pepper pizza pie.
John Waters says he
Wants to be Walt Disney for
Peculiar children.
Vegetarian
Chili is just perfect for
Personality.
Sometimes I put too
Many haikus in each poem;
sometimes I do not.
Banana, cottage cheese, grapefruit,
Tuna sandwich, homefries and coffee.
Sleeping too deeply to dream.
Airborne, infantry, cattle rancher
Or rodeo clown?
Woke up one morning
Wanting to run away and
Join the circus:
Then I got in my
Army uniform and
Reported for work.
I'll see that when I
Believe it. A play on words;
And also a haiku.
Easter on the Pearl Street Mall,
Rich carries a piano on his
Back. 4 wheel dolly and a
Shoulder harness.
Upright piano on the
Sidewalk for tips.
JOURNAL POEM 13 from "I SLURP MY COFFEE: A Book Length Poetry Manuscript"
by Marc Weisenheimer.
"How Many Haiku?"
Debbie Does Donuts
HIRE OUR KEYS. POOP VAN SCOOP: PICKS
UP WHERE YOUR DOG LEAVES OFF.
For "Gross Encounters of the
Turd Kind," The ad says. Claims
To be #1 in the #2 business.
More men would eat 'em if we
Spelled Quiche with a "k." (keesh?)
Treppy (n) a trendy hippy. Usually
Found in coffee houses.
EG: the treppy jumped over
The moon. (pl) treppies.
(adj) a style of hippy.
(adv) treppyish.
You mean I'll make twelve
A day tax free singin songs
On a sidewalk now???
I drank a bottle of acid
Rain water -- how come nothing
Happened except the mens room?
Whatever happened
To the Frito Bandito?
"Homemade song," he says.
I wonder why I
Always look out a
Window while I brush my teeth
Wherever I am.
Colorado rainbows are just
Green, yellow and a lot of red.
Your seat can be used as a
Flotation device.
Center yourself in the botanical
Garden, hands in pockets, head
Tilted back, eyes closed, staring
At sun. Cures allergies.
Ingredients: herbs,
Rhubarb, strawberries, spices,
Nectars and flowers.
Perigree moon.
JOURNAL POEM 14 BY MARCO
Coffee buzz at Denny's 4AM.
How do you outrun a storm on a 10speed?
Ride really hard Buck, and don't look back.
Ask a local ahead of time, when is
Thunder's first most likely crack.
Mexicali tofu and a hot potato salad.
New England chowder and a quesedilla.
Salad, soup & sandwich bar sumptous.
Home of the perfect hummus.
What's in a guacamole salad?
Can I get my espresso in a to-go cup?
A sagebrush tumbleweed
Squeezes out under a Ford Falcon;
Bounces up toward my face
Then around over my head.
Cripple Creek or Bust.
If you don't want a watch tan:
Then don't wear a watch.
JOURNAL POEM 15 by Prime Anarchist aka Marco Capelli
Hill climb.
up a hill;
up a hill;
up a hill;
up a hill;
up a hill;
up a hill;
Up a hill.
You can't find good clam
Chowder up a hill.
Great cod, but lousy chowder.
2 stroke oil: that'd get you
Up a hill. Or take a cog.
There's 575 lefts in 3/4 of a mile.
Are there any fossils of people
Up a hill? Or just fish?
Blisters: Don't shoogoo (tm) sneakers
If you'll be climbing up a hill.
Red zinger iced tea.
Throw these shoes to the rats.
Sunset from a foothill.
Setting behind the hill.
Chapstick will be
Crucial up a hill.
Calves hurt: heels too.
Blister the size of Boulder.
NORAD's storming pretty
Hard down there.
Barr Camp -- 4 bucks a night
In an A-frame,
Half way up her purple
Mountain's majesty.
I'm so high it's
Raining sideways.
Up a hill.
2 miles.
Barefoot.
Both ways.
journal poem 16.
Cloudwalker's in Cripple Creek Co.
I sit in Manitou eating
Australian Hoki fish.
Permanentate is a verb.
Hey cullinder-brain, I say
A toasted bagel and cream
Cheese is just not complete
Without sprouts and tomatoes.
Wrist burns on motor scooter:
Were not for wearing watch;
Would've been way worse.
And the gasoline was green;
It's usually blue out here.
You notice these things.
Clam cakes will get worse
And worse the wester you get
>From Connecticut.
Weather: Loaf-&-Jug
Sticky bun: 69c Cold,
Wet, raining, pelting.
So real wet. Hurry gotta
Make it to the shower to
Beat those pneumonia blues.
Snobbish canadians in Stonington,
Salesman convalescing in Saybrook;
Swedes congested in sarcasm. And
Seaweed collecting by sewer-systems.
JOURNAL POME 17 by Marc Frucht
reprinted from I Slurp My Coffee, (c) 1929.
"what if they staged a war and everyone was on triple-dip?"
"23x23x23x23x23"
For James Ingram Merrill
Dead: gone; still with us --
Poiesies in our pockets.
"Esconse," the Ultimate Lawmakers.
Why do we insist on a terrorist
In our tank, and a texan
In our treasury; when we can easily
Save our cents using common sense???
10-piece celtic band in Poor Richards
Coffee house, Colorado Springs.
Peace Pole put up in Boulder.
Esconse (v) tuck away in safe place.
Pescado taco with turtle beans and
Tortilla chips -- and blue corn too.
Esconder (v) spanish. hide or conceal
"Tipping is not a town in China,"
Says a jar at the cash register.
Canopy forest. Snag, sponge, erosion
Control, bugz, fog, forests are cool.
& my guatemalan pincushions's a sick
Cactus. Too much water? Not enuff sun?
I titled my first book "By the
Author Of" so my second book's
Jacket says, "By the author of
By the Author Of."
We're in the age of overt covert
Action, legitimate terrorism
And organized anarchy.
Ceremony - Dia De La Muerta, a
Gigantic cloth mushroom on the
Dance floor, dancing with a Road.
Route 69, she has "Loose Curves,"
Is "Slippery When Wet," and has
"Soft Shoulders."
Angel drinks Cutty Sark slow dancing
With Friar Tuckette: she has to take
Off her wings to use the powder room.
Dolphin turns to herring, says, "hey
Little guy: next time playing against
The odds? Win one for the Flipper."
I got a Coca-Cola headache
And a chainsaw buzz.
"I Slurp My Coffee," which was dedicated: For James Ingram Merrill
Dead: gone; still with us --
Poiesies in our pockets.
JOURNAL POEM 18
And Maude Hadassah talks about
Women's Anti High Price League
>From atop an overturned
Pushcart -- 1917.
So my Gonzo pseudonym this
Nite being paz O'Guerra I read
"Mexico City Blues," by
Jacky Kerouacky in the desert
While my unit supports 2-7th
Cavalry. Kept it in my cargo
Pocket. Word pictures amazing
Blazing, dazing, mezmarizing.
He'll realize he's sucking on
The clarinet before he chokes.
Hey Steel Belted Tar Pelted:
Would you like the laws and
Liturgy or morals and myth?
Walden Pond Condominiums says
Come enjoy your individuality
With us. Dial 1-900-NEW-GURU.
Calls are just $35 a minute.
Ask your parents B4 dropping out.
James Ingoldsby invented vitamin
C tablets, then years later??
Pop Rocks!
"I tawt I taw a toffee mug," says
Alvin C. Block, "I did I did, I
Hallucinated a toffee mug!!!"
Coffee grounds. Some spilled
Coffee grounds. Do you slurp?
Some finely ground spilled-on-the
Ground coffee grounds.
So Mecca and Medina join hands.
JOURNAL POME 19.
9am: No Haiku. Bloody Marys and
Darts in Manitou Pub over fried
Hoki fish on whole wheat toast.
It's said chewing ice means a
lack of sex, or maybe just iron.
Blackstrap molasses an aphrodesiac??
Sage. Dylan sings "Masters Of War,"
But hardly anyone notices the words.
Who's boycotting Grammy's THIS year?
Watching "Dobie Gillis" reruns from
Atop mountain-bike in front of
Wally World's window-front.
Purple and blue dreams over hot
Brown coffee at a wine-red IHOP;
A majestic sunset out the window.
Sunday sunrise reflects Cheyenne.
Knee deep in reality; not weird
Enough for me. Jello, cottage cheese,
A pear and three Orange Juices -
Talk about your acid...
Then the "Ferret Crew" checks out
Tunnels connecting from Cheyenne
Mountain to Pikes Peak. Though...
NORAD never blinks.
Glutimus hurtimus maximus: & what
Will help allay pain of bicycle
Butt. Want of devil's claw, burdock
Root and blackstrap molasses.
C-130 slams into Angolan mountain.
Cargo? CIA says TOP SECRET.
Author suggests:
Dead soldiers & dry ice.
"...you that hide behind desks..."
Dancing in snow on the foothills
Making onkh, peace-sign, anarchy,
Pentagram and snow angel.
"...know I can see thru your masks..."
2-4am. Called "Owl's Hours."
Not sure if 2morrow's 2day,
Or 2day's 2nite or 2morrow.
So Carl orders catholic
Transvestite salad with
The cross dressing, snickers - &
Tells me about Wally wanker and
The chippity doo da sarsparilla
Root sodie pop factory.
Techno check: Magazine rack
Made of #SE-6 virgin vinyl.
What-in-the-universe?!?
5-piece midi band. One canned
Brushes, another synthed sax,
Viola, cello and flute are
Really virtually there.
These guys wear black & white,
Sitting behind sheet music.
1st #'s an instrumental:
Vainright's "Dead Skunk in the
Middle of the Road." What?!?
Go figure.
So Mecca absconds all of Medina's
Funny looking grapefruits.
Note on fridge:
Ate 'em all.
So green.
Delisch
.
JOURNAL POME 20.
BOOT HILL OR BUST
Lunch; Castle Rock: Still
Further sings for the dead.
Pitch covers Yaw, and graveyard
Sings back from across street.
Boot Hill, Colorado: Wild Turkey,
Water and wine. Almost poison.
"Commentary vouz," says Chipmonk-
Looking squirrel guarding his nuts.
Why must prophets die penniless?
Hotsprings everywhere.
Dreams of Halloweens.
"Do you have a Rainbow name?" Anna asks.
"Information," I inform, "given by
Tom Joad. Yours?"
"Matteo gave me it. Spells Anna backwards."
"Zhoinks!" says Scooby Doo.
"A computerized washing machine's not
Worth the tin it's printed on."
Rapid City - You can read the weather off
Jefferson's forehead and Lincoln's chin.
Went sole searching, just got scrod.
Newport, RI. Bought Birkenstock Arizonas
>From Thames St. cobbler after chowderfest.
Blood red moon drops in on Ocean Beach.
440 a.m. Grapeful Dead on FM.
& no fog rolls up New London Harbour 2day.
Moorehead, MINN. 2-masted Viking ship.
Earl Eye In The Morning
Tells jokes on FM radio.
Fargo, ND. Might as well be Moorehead.
Squash and Barq's root beer, then
Minuet in G under concrete
Buffalo balls.
There's a box of buffalo
Manure in Bismark and Mandan too.
Ground Round, good coffee, great
Cod, but blah chowder.
3.9 richter quake tremor for Danbury.
Nervous, CT. Has a fault of her
Own. Albany's fault too.
"Seizmik," says Scooby Doo.
She who takes limo to Dylan Concert
Serves two masters.
Radio station and cocaine. Zhoinks!
A Beatrice New-Fig-Newton: car or cookie??
Medina parries; Mecca thrusts.
Journal Poem 21 from "I Slurp My Coffee" by Marco
Ram Dass and Denny's Dishwashers,
Driving to Santa Fe.
Hindi Hostel, Dine.
A humungus stirfry.
Hotsprings, headaches &
Hindu hippies in a hogan.
Dayglow Daisy's on a bus.
Hootenany Green! Hibernating a
Hurt shoulder; pickup hitchers:
Duck & Lizabeth Santa Fe to Boulder.
A Cochiti drum shucking corn all day.
Frybread and honey, a des(s)ert of
Pottery. Shards of southwest.
Directory assistance, gas,
Grapefruit and pomegranite
In Hotevilla, Arizona.
Red clay on a Black Mesa face.
This particular medicine man
Is a blind woman. She's quite
Hard of hearing too & very aged.
Canyons make great ampitheatres
FM drops right out though. Wonder
Is my guitar the only music this
Canyon's heard in centuries?
Mutton, noodles and potatoes in
A broth & bluecorn frybread with
Coffee. Out of honey; almost the
Breakfast of champion
Sheepherders.
JOURNAL POEM 22
Army, the only place I know
Where ladies room's nothing
More than a men's room with
The urinals duct-taped shut.
Cedar wood and mud warm and
Cozy... toasty dry despite
Winter under and above clay.
How do you reclaim a uranium
Mine?!? City park? Golf -
Course?? Sod farm???
Coffee and a warm sweetroll
At Tuba City Truck Stop.
If your herb garden grows
Slow and late it's a thyme delay.
Did you know that "wonton"
Spelled backwards is "not now?"
What d'ya call a whatchamacallit
Shop? Just that.
Last All-Hallows-Eve the baby
Sitter went as a leather mouse
What're you?? I'm a mud bog.
Or was that a ground hog?
Tse Bonito and Window Rock...
Ancient tourist traps...
Oraibi... the oldest...
Taos, Tuscon, or Taylor...
Which is trendier?
Electric cello: like Woodie Guthrie
Walking into Karaoke nite at Lulu's
Luscious Locust, 14th and Ave. X.
C&W music in a major way...
Conway Twitty's where I get
Off this ride. & change channels.
6-Foot Wedgie plays a gig at
The Russian Lady restaurant.
Que concept... like cranberry nut
Frybread. Paul Harvey is like the
Faded fotocopy of Will Rogers.
Woke up with either pigsnot and
Venom, vim and vinegar or Just
A whole bunch of vigorous
Vitality. Or was it just the
Vidal Sassoon???
Homemade blood sausage. Takes guts
To eat. Taste good, like a tender
Spinach leaf. I'd try anything
Once... that was my once, like a
Sliced intestine full of leftovers.
If squash is 1 of the 3 sisters,
She must be the short one.
Bacitracin can't compete w/ pinon pine sap.
And JC Penier, clothier to the
Mallrat knows nothing of KMarticus,
The bluelight king of Upholstry;
Neither knows thing of braintanning.
So Navajo Nation's only radio station
Plays hit kicking country. Western.
You know you need a bath when
The sheep won't let you in the pen if even 2 let them out.
JOURNAL POEM 23 by Marco Capelli
Pomegranite.
Does anger have taste?
Car's down 'til roads clear.
December the freezin' season.
2-8 a.m. only good times to drive;
Least bit of thaw slides you
Off-road.
Big Mountain, thrown off a horse;
Hauling water & hay for the elders.
Fixing hay shack, chopping wood.
VW microbus' 1st gear freezes stuck.
'Til 10am or so. (so cold & dry.)
Jan. 7, 1992. 9am. Lamb born to
The sheep who looks like Don King.
Denny makes coffee for wider eyes;
And 85th monkey follows the wind
Pondering the 4 directions. Red,
White, yellow and black; Nevada,
Mexico City, Washington, or Spain.
James buys Edensoy in Winslow's
Art Colony Fish Hatchery Homeless
Veterans Shelter. Vanilla's good;
Original's not. Run cooperatively
Sells bikes and skateboards too.
Customary cleaning woodstove each
Sunrise. Ash is for the outhouses
Always keep hot water on in case
Company comes. And the door key
Hangs from lower branch of a tree.
What's yellow, black and white?
Uranium.
Headache and much noise. "Don't herd
The sheep near the uranium wash,"
Auntie says, "makes them act wild."
Well, you would too if you had those
Headaches.
Told my guardian angels are spiders,
Whales, porcupines, buffalo, crows,
Badgers, turtles, bats & dolphins.
Roasted pinons; like chestnuts the
Size of roasted coffee beans.
"Nova" means food in Hopi.
"O" is yes in Navajo. "Ba" is bread.
Go figure.
So what's red, white, yellow and black?
Pomegranite in a wash full of
Uranium.
JOURNAL POEM 24
Cappuccino.
Monkey and Bull make meal of
Pomegranite, potatoes, pineapple & peppers.
LL Zamenhof worked Pepsi's graveyard
Shift til the day he died. Poetic.
Death not for lack of irony.
For growing calamity, asks Esperanza,
Does one need fertilizer?
Removes tongue from cheek.
1477. Chris visits Iceland inquiring
As a wannabe Portugese picking up
Waterfront gossip of "the NewFound Lands."
Looks like Lawnmower Man on valium.
Vacation - Grape Cod. Dwelling on payola,
Punkrock, and plasma in Adobe Abode.
Hystorically, a bladder bag full of bull.
Mother Earth, you are beaux, bela, belle,
Beautiful - Where's Dr. Esperanto
When you NEED him??
Peabody Coal purchases Cavenham
Forest for a copper penny.
Mrs. Farthing leaves a pie on her porch for
The plutonium miners. Make mine a strip so
Rare IT'S STILL IN THE GROUND.
Spineless as a Portugese Man O'War, now if
That ain't the scumm calling the scummsucker scummy.
Sage tea makes sore throat to merely a wet
Groggy flemmy thing; yet Dire Wolf offers
12-page thesis on Yak semen.
Can God hear you in a Hindu Ashram?
"Yes," yells Yayo. She's 12 and SMARTER than you.
Fiesta. Laguna March 19, 1992
They say you'll be led by children.
Haiku: Zuni Moisture Dance
Mudhead Kachinas - Laura,
Yayo, HasKey Tso.
Sweatlodge. Madrid, NM
2 FAS children flying a kite.
Filthy fake fony false hair follicles
Now fact thanks to Rogaine.
Or was that Reagan??
Nancy's war-on-drugs:
Rhymes with moron thugs.
Open Mike is playing at the Chez What Cafe.
Who IS this Open Mike?
Just some honest Joe?
Stench fries and fillet of potatoes at
The Full Spoon Cafe.
And Bo Diddley's cook wears wine-red
Dingos pouring sherry in Mrs. Farthing's Chowder.
Pampa, TX. Letting go of Police Brutality -
Release, relax, relief.
2:30 a.m. Katy reads poetry for tips at the
Omaha Greyhound.
Makes 2-bucks on "Bernalilo Blues."
Mytho-philosophical street poems.
How do they make coffee in Nowata?
Strong - same as Coffeeville.
Trivia question: who's face on $5
Foodstamp??
Thomas Jefferson or Johnny Cash?
Movado watch with moon minute hand,
I straddle the corner of Florence
& Normandy contemplating cops.
A house full of cat-tails never falls;
And Medina pours Mecca a 20 oz. cup of
Mocha java.
JOURNAL POEM 25
Pour you a cup of columbian in
Coffeeville, Kansas; thinking,
Now here's a town more worthy
Of that "Beantown" nickname.
Them badlands'll take your
Feet if you'll let 'em.
They call'm "El Morro."
He's taken dogs, horses,
Tiretreads & wagonwheels.
So, watch your feet.
Methodist pastor folds his feet
Under his legs, smoking the pipe
With the circle -- not preaching.
With the people -- purely
Prayerful purely fellowship.
Powerful pipe that Chanupa.
After smoking is almost always eating.
Over frybread and milkweed greens,
Zuni children teach me every swear
They know from their own language.
"OUR MISSION - YOUR FUTURE," warns
Fort Leavenworth's front sign.
Barely legible 'neath all those
Wirebarbs. Hmmm, I think. Telling...
JOURNAL POEM 26
Rosebud in July.
Singing for the medicine man.
Said it made his heart smile.
Helped him think of other things.
All the doctors know about is
Transfusions and sharp stuff.
Oh, and pharmaceutical
Petroleum product pills too.
Omaha medicine man plays my
Guitar and makes it sing.
Had a guitar, but gave it away
Said to a young guy who needed
It more: he's just beginning.
Nice sitting back hearing my
Guitar playing someone else.
Black bean burrito at Red Herring
Coffeehouse Champaign, Illinois.
Black squirrel sits in front of
Old Mother Hubbard's Cupboard
And Liquor Cabinet; eating her
Out of house and home.
A black and white dog
Pee-ing on your car-tire
Is a Creator sent clown.
Just say "Thank you."
Black and yellow banana with
Cuba sticker on Santee rez.
Winnebego PowWow. 15 year old
AT Red Cross booth oggles Smiles-
A-Lot from "Dances With Wolves."
I talk him into autographing her
One dollar bill. Visiting her,
Almost causes her a coronary.
Bet he breaks a lot of hearts:
Old Nathan, especially with his
Big Lakota smile.
Sing to a red-winged black bird-
He'll follow from Dakota to Ohio.
Guthrie, IA - Much
Different from Guthrie, OK.
(How?
See for your self.)
JP #27. by marco
1992 In The Year Of Our
Kristoffer K. Kolumbus.
Dupont Circle, Washington DC.
Buying, selling, trading guitar licks.
Nutty Buddy bar, banana and
Milk is a late night snack.
Passed out in a whirlpool.
Driving into suburbia in a Subaru.
Billy Crystal gets a laugh and a
Cry at the same time, Clown-genius he;
Like sea salt. So delightful.
Washington DC. District of Chinatown.
Hard Rock Cafe has no herbal teas.
Camcorders are rude; here - lemme suck
The whole world into my own eyeball.
Alcohol-free vegan restaurant, activist
Leaning - called the "Sober Black Indian,"
Buddhist nun makes salted plum tea; best
PLUMbing cleaner in the hole wide world.
& Navajo tea with a spoon of honey.
Sal de mer, that sea salt. Mui delicioso.
D.C. Capitol steps District of Collusion.
Meeting Dan Quayle's page, petting his
K-9 Unit MP dog. Tasked everywhere he goes.
His buddy - so no one beats him up.
Wild - wilding. District of Complicity.
1992 In The Year Of Our Knights of Kolumbus.
Rowhouse First and Florida; First & P. Wash. DC.
Tell me the difference between
Hot-tub, whirlpool and jacuzzi.
Chopping wood for sweatlodge.
Waterman, doorman, drum man, medicine.
Toxins clean: better meds than laughter.
National Cathedral, Washington DC.
Cosmic Conversations: Garden of Sweetgrass.
A poem about people who wear purple;
The Paternal order of Poorly Planned
Pious E-Piscopal Presentations.
Well, this IS Turtle Island's ass end.
Yeah, right front foot - walla walla, WA
Left front paw - sunny southern cali-farm-ya
Right rear?? Kenny BushPort, Maine.
Left rear foot divides Miami? Cuba?
& Turtle takes another big tinkle on
District of Kolumbus.
JOURNAL POEM 28
Can something taste brown?
Or does "Obla Di, Obla Da"
Just mean life goes on?
Some guitarist once told me
"Silence is a part of music."
Ate Mississippi Mud ice cream &
Hot Cocoa awaiting sugar buzz.
You mean a Boston creme pie
Donut is NOT health food???
Midnite trucker's special: Coffee,
Pancakes, scrambled eggs, homefries,
Price? All-U-Can-Eat, for just 3.99
"Scallops aren't animals," asks
The clueless waitress, "are they?"
What's Guatema doing with ESSO
Stations all over it?
How many babies in strollers
Parked on front porches 2nite?
Abandoned - left 2 chance.
Saturday, November 7, 1992. 8pm.
I counted one here -
Fuel of the revolution.
JOURNAL POEM 29
Eggrolls - like crispy cooked coleslaw pizzas.
1950's nunnery - like army boot camp for women.
"Earthquakes are allergic reactions to
Condominiums," says Robin Williams
On TV's Mork and Mindy show. Laughing,
I purchase "A Cultural Study of America,
1993," by Frank Lee at ArtRock Bookseller
in Denver. Was a blank book.
Cantata with midi music -
Like kareoke-4-Christ.
Movement of the mall?
Cooking canned cactus;
Comedians R 2 meta4ical 2day.
Where's rodeo clown college;
Or can I just show up?
Over haddock, coleslaw and coffee
In Hartford Hojos, I read
"EXTRA THICK SHAKE: Living In
Balance In An Over-Do-It Society,"
By Mark Weisenheimer.
I'm a gonna be sweatin' and jettin'
>From this yabba dabba cuppa java.
Quakers still swim upstream musterin'
Good 'ol lonely only uncompromisingly
Opposition to war - every and each.
Will a bus transfer get me to
Woodie Guthrie's or should I eat
Ben & Jerry's ice cream instead?
Fish-&-Chips'll be cod-&-fries:
Douse with vinegar 4 remembrance.
Cedar sage sweetgrass & tobacco.
"All milk and diapers should be
Free for the taking," says
Vegan teetotaler from Atop
Pickup truck, NYC.
And Country 600 AM from Montreal plays
"Grampa," by the Judds on my shortwave.
Radio - like cabbage 4 rabbits.
JOURNAL POME 30
Quote: "I get to do something
For a living that if I
Wasn't doing it for money
I'd do it anyways." -- Lyle Lovett
Safe and warm.
Fritos and popcorn entrenched
In my couch. Nothing agrees with
Stomach more than peanut butter
And banana on toasted
Whole wheat bread.
Deli & Dawgs Diner -- would you eat there???
Violence impacted to society;
Embedded in life.
No capo, slide, fuzz pedal or
Delay - no fingerpicks or
Teleprompter, just play.
Eugene O'Neill wallops the skipper
With words and rocks the boat,
Frank Sinatra "does it [his] way"
Rooted in divine inspiration,
He claims.
Apple falls on head and
Turns lightbulb on jouncing
Thought, slurping coffee
Like a pretentious snit.
Jogging memory with a
Jarful of Jolt cola.
Orange lentils & linguini
Lodged in a sore throat.
Don't sop the heat of hot chili
With cucumber; use bread: good buffer.
Shelter Wagon is hospitality on a horse.
Running from river to river
Haven't seen hay for 30 miles:
How come I have hayfever??
Run chasing your shadow
All morning; then you can
Chase it home all afternoon.
JOURNAL POME 31
Blue Moon 1993.
Jogging: a fall, spring
And Summer thing.
Computers are so frustrating.
Lemme quote "argh," from Charlie Brown.
Having bought mushrooms fresh
Right outa manure, my wife and
I swear no mushrooms anymore.
Smoking sage and tobacco
Keeping allergies at bay.
Awaiting my guitar in the mail.
United Way reminds me
Way too much of Amway.
Freudian schlepp- (v) to go somewhere
Not remembering why you got there.
But staying to find out anyways.
Which full moon do you like best?
Avacados to break your fast.
Almost full? Full full?
Or the waney one??
Canoe-ing under the up to the
Mystic river; drawbridge seaport.
Hanuman Temple, Taos.
Half Moon, October.
Navajo tea; looks like
Chinese twig tea.
Tastes though, of lemon-
Grass honey-covered.
Defendant enters courtroom
With bag of sage, Bible
And a notebook. Maybe
The DA has rabies.
JOURNAL POEM 32
by Prime Anarchist.
Harmonarchy, a house hoping
For harmonious anarchy.
Got a Christ room and everything.
Waking up I ask my wife wonderfully,
Is margarine magnetic?
If you're quiet, you can hear
The owls go to sleep.
Just a random thought
Happily hazarded.
So there we were thinking "here we
Are slapdash in an unplanned spot."
Gentrification -- a $10 word. If you
Can't afford it -- means racism.
Will the Yucatan pope show up at the
Vatican peninsula? Expecting him
Is like Pope on a hope.
2 Heyoka moons each month. Sometimes 3.
If you own a dish you might see
Him applying his clown white,
Or noxeeming it off. Dare I call it
Papal soap? Hope not -- nope.
Diet pancakes in New Rochelle reduces
Stresses from NYC driving.
Half moon, heyoka -- a spiritual slap
In the face. More fun than anything
Pious, pompous, or pathetically
Prudish any day.
Fact, a clown each day makes
For a nice clean smile.
Even better than soap.
JOURNAL POEM 33
Dedication: Juan & Edgar: Father & Son.
Nothing rhymes with viener schnitzel
3 turtles walk gardenward out
Of the north seeking vegetation.
Heyoka moon wanes. 3 questions:
Must war tear every square
Foot of the earth?
When will the blood stop spilling??
Who left out Revelation to John 22:22???
So there we were thinking,
"Here we are."
Direct non-violent confrontation
Door County should make
Cherry flavored potato chips.
Can't taste as bad as the trees smell.
Cinco de Mayo
Carbon monoxide
Deisel truck drives by
Jogger coughs once more;
Rain makes it smell worse
Sick to his stomach
May 5th - his first run.
Washing hands and face in the lower
Spring each morning -- a good time
To see animal tracks.
Surely you share this spring.
Turn thirty really close to the
Vernal equinox while de-icing the
Windshield at LaGuardia airport.
Hyssop cleans the temples.
Mall full of beer-bellied men
& anorexic-looking women makes for
Feeling sick and sorry for society.
Mecca and mime sit silently saying, "..."
Polka Haiku:
Learning new songs on
Accordian, guitar, voice,
Reworking old ones.
Gadzookamaluga!
Chubbs says he's waiting
For Vatican III in 3-D.
"So what's a soy rabbi?" I ask
Receiving lesson about the over-
Specializing of everything american.
"I'm in charge of health foods,"
He says, "herbs, anything to do with
What's good for you -- shampoo's
Soaps, etc."
Oy, soy rabbi.
Wisconsin. Like a borscht
Without brussels sprouts.
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