2009 E-Book Poetry


Last Words Out

Bridge to Love

February Nights



Maybe You’ll Shine

Six O’clock Whistle


The Archeology of Sound

Candles and Cognac

Would You Say You’re in Love

Between Christmas and Thanksgiving

New Hard Times

Come Over You

No More Words

Tiny Pricks

Birthday in the Sun

It’s Just a Kiss Away

Kissing Your Neck

Corduroy, Fleece and Flannel

Who Do Voodoo on You

A Prescribed Ego

Lemons and Limes

Women and Wine

No More Bones for You

the Power of a Daydream


a Graveyard Gives

Beside the River

Everyday Americans

Wish You No Harm

Wooden Floors

Ride Away


Two Wastes of Life

In Bed at Cheteau Marmont

Jim Sheridan Took My Shirt

Perfect July Nite in L.A.

Independent Lens

Ah, Saturdays

Where It All Begins

If It’s One to Ten She’s a Twelve

and That’s Why She’s Always



Rock & Roll Music

Man and Twelve String Guitar Make History

Friday at 3:00 a.m.

The Way My Sisters’ Children Used to Play

Front Porch

The Devil’s Music

Young Love

Sunny Sunshine

Norms, Values and People Who Think They Have the Right to Tell You What to Do


Escort Economy

Pink Red Dress

Behind the Waterfall


The Ledger

Expanding Universe

Supportive Hope

Johnny English and the Aliens

Christmas Barrette

Max's Kansas City

one pay check away

be my everyday

Take the Change

i don't even know her name

be myself

Black Magik Blood


Morning Sun

Wolf Hollow Inn


Poetry 101: Ecstatic Vision

D.C. Blues

Dear Pittsburgh Penguins

a Hot Mess

Yeah You

Poetry 101: Estatic Vision

I recall being at Marquette University in Milwaukee Wisconsin and visiting a poetry reading with rich ladies and students of leisure from White Fish Bay and this young man stood by the fish tank and drank like an older man could but probably shouldn't and wouldn't be able to anyway on his daddy's gold card and then when it was my turn the young man got on stage and then said something like this, "I am a poet. Not the coffee house kind or the kind in The New Yorker but the kind of the ancient times where poets where be-ings of vision and where words were really healing signs and symbols." ...


Yeah, and then I did something which made the host in her garden hat "gasp" ... I also recall I would not allow any friends of mine to accompany me or attend beceause I really wanted to just be me and not a part of any crowd consciousness other than what I wanted to create



Rusted Root peforming their classic song "XTC" live @ woodstock 99



This performance of Rusted Root's XTC was on my birthday July 25th 1999

Rusted Root was on tour with Jewel and they both rolled in for Woodstock '99

Interesting fact: Rusted Root is the only artist ever to play the original Woodtstock spot = yeah, i think some radio station in New York made that happen for some special promotion