Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Throgmorlon

The Throgmorlon is the most feared Goon in
all of Goonaralia. They hate everything and
will eat anything, including even another
Throgmorlon. They fight to the death and
only one skuttles away, after eating the
loser. This is why the numbers of this
Goon are low.

Throgmorlon

A Throgmorlon in full dudgeon
One of the most terrifying goons in
all of Gooneralia 2009

Rain

rain come down this mornin'
rained all day today
rainy woman . . . rainy times
like a one act play

rain come down this mornin'
rained inside my heart
rainy woman . . .rainy times
we've stormed so far apart

rain come down this mornin"
come damn near a flood
rainy woman. . . rainy times
you're in my heart and blood

Rain come down this mornin"
thought it might not quit
rainy woman . . . rainy times
i guess we just don't fit

rain come down this mornin'
don't know where she's been
rainy woman . . .rainy times
and i want her back again

1980




Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Who spooked the Honsnoods?

When Honsnoods
are color-phasing,
they can easily
be frightened
into a screaming
stampede.

2009
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Monday, November 16, 2009

troubled times

she said she wouldn't do it
but she did it just the same
tore him down to nothing
said she would not be to blame

tore him down to nothing
like he never meant a thing
left him like a loser
like a bell that would not ring

said she'd never hurt him
but she did it just the same
had to be vindictive
had to give him pain

tore his heart and he tore hers
ugly games to play
hit each other, shot for shot
drinking poison every day

troubles got too heavy
everything went wrong
just like different species
they could not get along

said she wouldn't do it
he meant so much so long
but still she wrote the ending
to such a sad, sad song.

1980

Sunday, November 15, 2009

GOT CHEESE???

Cowboys vs Packers
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Saturday, November 14, 2009

A Morphing of yelladawgs

Into one and out of another 2009

Blues song

i been walkin' all night long
lookin' for my woman
i been walkin' all night long
lookin' for my woman
i been waitin' for the dawn
i don't know where she's gone
and i hate to show
the sorrow on my face

i been up to the city lights
lookin' for my woman
i been up to the city lights
lookin' for my woman
i been askin' all my pals
if she 's with some other gals
and they say she must be
at some other place

i been searchin' through the bars
lookin' for my woman
i been searchin' through the bars
lookin' for my woman
i been drinkin' like a fish
makin' one last final wish
wishin' for my woman's
warm and soft embrace

1980

Thursday, November 12, 2009

Ancient partners

Before dogs were just pets . . . 2009
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Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Fem-a-di-lema

i've known a lotta women
watched' em come and go
tried to make 'em happy
but i guess i'll never know
took me down from i lived
bought at the lowest bid
random samples what i got
but i liked what i did
took my chances swimmin'
against that female tide
but i always kept a place
where i could run and hide
can't live without or with 'em
such a hackneyed phrase
it probably will pursue me
all my livelong days
i've had some lady all my life
never one the same
i loved 'em all intensely
and i always was to blame

1980

Night Voyage

WATER COLOR 1951 Age 15 (an old one)
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Tuesday, November 10, 2009

ageing and the passage of time

as a man grows older
he sometimes grows wider
no longer a stranger
but a solid insider

as a man grows wider
he sometimes grows deeper
the path to the future
sometimes is steeper

as a man grows deeper
he sometimes grows freer
expanding his thinking
from farther to nearer

as a man grows freer
he sometimes grows smaller
all who surround him
seeming much taller

As a man grows smaller
all becomes blue
could that be Nirvana
where a man might renew?

1982

Monday, November 09, 2009

The last of the Singing Cowboys


The shadow of Gene Autry 2009
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Sunday, November 08, 2009

Bluedawgs - The Undetermined McDermands

Saturday, November 07, 2009

Lovers and nomads

we've ridden the caravan
traveled the trail
walked on the highwire
searched for the Grail
we've raced the wild chariot
journeyed the sands
braced the Northwind
and made a brave stand

we've taken the moonlight
and stored it away
we've stolen the starshine
the whole Milky Way
we've wandered in wonder
stood in the rain
raced through the nightlife
like a runaway train. . .

we've spent a King's ransom
and begged on the street
we've won many battles
yet have tasted defeat
we've captured the Rainbow
and tucked it away
then we lost the whole thing
on a hot summer day.

2001




Friday, November 06, 2009

Blue dreamer

Deep blues and deep dreams . . . . 2009

Tumbleweed

rolling, rolling,
weed in the wind,
tumbling, tumbling,
tries to rescind,
tumbleweed rolling
across the wide plain,
fumbling. fumbling.
to wild to remain,
rolling, rolling,
weed in the air,
tumbling, tumbling,
flies with a flair,
tumbleweed rolling,
like a wild ball,
fumbling, fumbling,
high over all.

1993



Sunday, November 01, 2009

A la coiffeuse No. 2

work in progress a la coiffeuse 2009
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