tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82243596961161189052024-02-19T05:47:31.402-08:00Joseph D. ReichADMINhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04422165420412833543noreply@blogger.comBlogger25125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224359696116118905.post-88912322279442273332011-01-26T09:44:00.000-08:002011-01-26T09:44:22.464-08:00Punkin House: Our Final Facelift<a href="http://www.punkinblog.com/2011/01/our-final-facelift.html?spref=bl">Punkin House: Our Final Facelift</a>: "Hey World! Check out our new look....Um, again! We finally have all of our buttons updated, though I think we are having an issue with th..."ADMINhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04422165420412833543noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224359696116118905.post-1648823345879508892010-08-19T10:35:00.001-07:002010-08-19T10:35:37.096-07:00Your Own Personal Version Of A Nightcapand so you're just standing on your back porch grilling away happy as a clam not exactly sure<br />what the hell that means with your wife having taken off at dusk for a little downtime at the local library hearing the mother next door going through her daily routine and ritual of hollering at her<br />monsters who told me she put them in catholic school cause both her and her husband had had<br />really good experiences jim morrison crooning trailing off through the screen window you forgot<br />to turn off in your son's bedroom the minister's daughter in love with a snake...while you just<br />stand there with your pitchfork full of marinade in the air and for some strange reason satisfied and <br />contented in don't know how long and look up for the first time and the first season losing yourself <br />in the great big massive deep dense oak just beginning to bend to grow laden with acorns and then<br />just like everything else in this perverse puzzling and perfectly delicate universe just like the fireflies<br />and tree frogs just like the crickets and cicadas just like the howling catholic school mother just like<br />jim morrison it all dies down and start to think is it at all possible you might just be starting to get it<br />all but know you're in a heck of a lot of trouble once you start thinking that way and know too that is<br />an absolutely absurd notion and has to be false and there could be nothing further from the truth cause there's really no truth or false to begin with in the first place or even for that matter to fathom or imagine and from a zen-buddhist perspective as well in this empty and hollow and lonesome world there's <br />absolutely nothing to get at all <br /> <br />the chicken tasted good though...ADMINhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04422165420412833543noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224359696116118905.post-65050613758129908612010-08-18T18:12:00.001-07:002010-08-18T18:12:50.809-07:00A Contemporary Social & Cultural Hx Of America1. A Time More Innocent<br /> <br />when they seemed to just take you hostage on a runway somewhere in the vicinity of north africa<br />with the names of countries you never heard of and the worst that you could say was that they just<br />put a nice scare into you as this terrorist showed a scared people peeking and poking their heads<br />from the portholes of planes and hollering such outrageous claims like--"i told you i didn't want any<br />sauce on my souvlaki!" okay maybe not but it all just seemed so histrionic and symbolic and vague<br />almost like some passion play or scene from pacino's dog day afternoon and road runner explosions<br />and threats and ultimatums that never ever seemed to come to fruition and then the eyewitness<br />action-news team would show up with their exclusive round the clock coverage on the standoff<br />of a bunch of panicky palestians just trying to take off on foot across the runway like some<br />lame loosey-goosey game of ringo leevio and the worst was that it just proved to be a bit <br />inconvenient like some pink panther version starring the irrepressible peter sellers playing<br />himself and vice versa and the dictators looked like a bunch of big handsome sleazy macho<br />gigolos in shiny polyester shirts maybe with the sunglasses and hairy chest and disco afros<br />like they were getting ready to party and get coked up at studio 54 and try to score with all<br />the girls in a time when things just seemed more innocent and more to hope and dream of <br /> <br />henry kissinger showing up...<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />2. The New & Improved Actions & Adventures Of Jesse James <br /> <br />i mean isn't it all so surreal or peculiar and odd these days this guy who goes by the name of jesse<br />james cheating on his blessed wife some say one of the sweetest and 'most well-liked actresses in america' fooling around with this cartoon character with blown-up bosoms and tattoos of swatzikas<br />he got for a steal in a response to an ad over his computer and now just freshly-divorced as though<br />he has paid his dues in court and been through the interview circuit of course oprah and katie couric<br />and confessed his sins and abused as a kid shedding crocodile tears over prime-time television now <br />appears all healed and absolved and forgiven and ready to move on as evidenced by the american<br />online headline "jesse james out with a reality star" i mean you know some people just got the life<br /> <br /> <br /> <br />3. The Source Of Satire<br /> <br />and it's all so funny but not really yet a little funny when you think about it as the war in iraq or "the battle<br />for baghdad" has taken on the exact same traits and characteristics as the "police-action" in vietnam and it all got started for the exact same false-alarm reasons with the supposed attack on the gulf of tonkin and domino theory and hussein's involvement in 9-11 and weapons of mass-destruction all proven in a parallel<br />comparison to never have happened and the french warned us to not get involved as had been fighting there for several years before as was the exact same case with the russians in afghanistan and their natives and citizens for good reason naturally fighting back and providing a good whipping for telling them how to run<br />their culture and country with an old ancient religious fanatical philosophy and history of fighting till the last man standing and then us absurdly claiming when we will be ready to withdraw and pull out and have their troops properly trained and country ready and stable in a better place deep-down inside knowing they're<br />in such a worse and more fucked-up place from everything we started like a bunch of missionary bullies <br /> <br />the only difference now we got more flags flying and not throwing eggs<br />and always trying to say the right thing and not showing anything on t.v.ADMINhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04422165420412833543noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224359696116118905.post-54623594443585910402010-08-17T17:48:00.000-07:002010-08-17T17:49:36.743-07:00Escaping ShangrilaEscaping Shangrila to release Tuesday September 7, 2010. <br />It will be available at:<br />www.punkinbooks.com<br />www.amazon.com and<br />www.ebay.com<br /><br />Want to see this book in stores? Contactus@punkinhousepress.orgADMINhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04422165420412833543noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224359696116118905.post-5729825163633791572010-08-17T17:47:00.000-07:002010-08-17T17:48:32.316-07:00my top 21 ablums awe time kinda in no poticular aughtadoors l.a. woman<br />grateful dead american beauty/workingman's dead/europe 72 (pick 'em)<br />pink floyd dark side of the moon<br />beatles white album<br />stones exile on main street<br />carol king tapestry<br />joni mitchell hejiera<br />janis joplin cheap thrills<br />coltrane favorite things<br />miles davis sketches of spain<br />marvin gaye what's going on?<br />the who quadrophenia<br />bob dylan blonde on blonde/highway 61 revisited/blood on the tracks (pick 'em)<br />the clash give 'em enough rope/london calling/sandinista (pick 'em)<br />meat loaf bat out of hell<br />smashing pumpkins melancholy and the infinite sadness<br />nirvana nevermind<br />pearl jam ten<br />the smiths <br />david bowie honky dory/the man who sold the world (pick 'em)<br />tom waits rain dogsADMINhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04422165420412833543noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224359696116118905.post-8913147244620878972010-08-17T17:45:00.000-07:002010-08-17T17:47:50.988-07:00For Warhol: what i got off the morning internetmedical marijuana how to save one million medical marijuana how to save one million medical marijuana<br />medical marijuana how to save one million medical marijuana how to save one million medical marijuana<br />medical marijuana how to save one million medical marijuana how to save one million medical marijuana<br />medical marijuana how to save one million medical marijuana how to save one million medical marijuana<br />medical marijuana how to save one million medical marijuana how to save one million medical marijuana<br />medical marijuana how to save one million medical marijuana how to save one million medical marijuana<br />medical marijuana how to save 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save one million medical marijuana<br />medical marijuana how to save one million medical marijuana how to save one million medical marijuana<br />medical marijuana how to save one million medical marijuana how to save one million medical marijuana<br />medical marijuana how to save one million medical marijuana how to save one million medical marijuana<br />medical marijuana how to save one million medical marijuana how to save one million medical marijuana<br />medical marijuana how to save one million medical marijuana how to save one million medical marijuanaADMINhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04422165420412833543noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224359696116118905.post-59743407336719657742010-08-17T17:44:00.002-07:002010-08-17T17:45:46.827-07:00A Flat Right Off The Hudson In Sleepy Hollowall we used to do was<br />fuck and fuck and fuck and fuck<br />and fuck and fuck and fuck and fuck<br /> <br />some times some days all we'd do<br />was fuck and fuck and fuck and fuck<br />and spend the whole weekend fucking<br /> <br />fucking in her flat in sleeping hollow<br />fucking away everything all that was painful <br />all that was phony and suffering and sorrow <br /> <br />all that was bad and wrong in the world <br />fucking away overbearing impossible <br />mothers and fathers fucking away <br /> <br />bad marriages fucking away suicide and life<br />and breakdowns and betrayals and you know<br />it was the happiest time of our lives something<br /> <br />i always go back to<br />and then the foghorns<br />would come some time<br /> <br />around dusk and felt<br />they were just right outside<br />our window and they were<br /> <br />whose groans and blasts<br />just swept everything else up<br />and whose anonymous shady <br /> <br />geometric shapes creeping and crawling<br />like a mischievous thief took you in and spit <br />you out right into the amorphous ethereal unknown <br /> <br />like an old newspaper<br />like a ghost tumbling down old ancient <br />curbs and corners of dusty cobblestone<br /> <br />you know<br />all we did was<br />fuck and you know...ADMINhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04422165420412833543noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224359696116118905.post-70195099700152809642010-08-17T17:44:00.001-07:002010-08-17T17:44:54.937-07:00randomdrinking coffee<br />in the morning<br />already drained<br /> <br />by fishbowl<br />in the kitchen <br />& thunder & finally<br /> <br />finally alas <br />the rain<br />creatures<br /> <br />creep in<br />from out<br />the forestADMINhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04422165420412833543noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224359696116118905.post-23489074548951225402010-08-17T17:43:00.000-07:002010-08-17T17:44:32.047-07:00when bruce was bruce, grew up on darkness & born to & greetings...<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bzS2Vug-esA">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bzS2Vug-esA</a>ADMINhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04422165420412833543noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224359696116118905.post-77054153718766861392010-08-17T17:41:00.004-07:002010-08-17T17:43:15.718-07:00On The Subject Of Wind & Fog & Rain1.<br /> <br />this morning i walked my kid<br />to his summer school bus<br />and he asked me daddy<br /> <br />why is it foggy<br />and i thought<br />about it a little<br /> <br />and told him i did<br />not know why <br />it was foggy <br /> <br />see that<br />is the great<br />thing about fog<br /> <br /> <br />2.<br /> <br />ways in which<br />to measure wind<br />keep front door open<br /> <br />while nursing cups<br />of coffee in your foyer <br />watching it flap back and forth<br /> <br />shutting your eyes<br />and pressing ear up<br />against screen window<br /> <br />hearing it rush and ripple<br />through the crabapples distant <br />trees all the world all the universe<br /> <br /> <br />3.<br /> <br />drinking coffee<br />in the morning<br />already drained<br /> <br />beside red fish<br />in blue fishbowl<br />in the kitchen<br /> <br />and from <br />behind curtain<br />of the wilderness<br /> <br />comes the sudden<br />clap of thunder and<br />finally alas the rain<br /> <br />turning the lichen & lake<br />& lagoon brighter<br />verdant, vibrant<br /> <br />creatures creep<br />in from out of<br />the forest<br /> <br />everything<br />evens out<br />in the end<br /> <br /> <br />4.<br /> <br />always loved<br />the sound<br />of thunder<br /> <br />its rumbles<br />bringing me<br />straight back<br /> <br />to childhood<br />communicating<br />to me while i was<br /> <br />camped out <br />holed up inside<br />the movie theater<br /> <br /> <br />5.<br /> <br />literally coming out<br />dazed, delicate<br />to the mist<br /> <br />sweeping<br />& feathering<br />the puddles<br /> <br />of the parking lot<br />almost an extension<br />to what you just saw<br /> <br /> <br />6.<br /> <br />hong kong gardens<br />& bowl-a-rama & the bones<br />of a newly-crashed helicopter<br /> <br />lying in a mangled smoky <br />heap on the side of the road<br />returning to your paint-by-number home<br /> <br />stroked in sun <br />and soaked<br />by the black<br /> <br />& white <br />silverscreen<br />light of slums.ADMINhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04422165420412833543noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224359696116118905.post-69808891369473697452010-08-17T17:41:00.003-07:002010-08-17T17:41:43.262-07:00On Not Contemplating On A Bowl Of Fruit #6and so it is my candid belief that everyone eventually<br />somewhere at some point or time in their life is just<br />trying to get back to the ripe womb and that this<br />is an instinctive spiritual dynamic subconscious <br />psychodynamic and whether inherent or simply<br />just weary and wasted suddenly develop some<br />kind of natural inclination whether out of want or need<br />or simply some necessary sort of manifest destiny<br />and instinctively head towards the heat down south<br />yet some only make it as far as the carolinas some<br />in between north and south some even choose believe it<br />or not cause they want to save and live more economically<br />mississippi and alabama some to savannah, georgia <br />hot l'anta and if they get real lucky make it all the way <br />to the promised land they always dreamed of the sunshine<br />state of florida preferably ft. lauderdale or boca with a nice<br />warm safe and secure condo and rules and regulations and<br />earlybird specials with other old folks and screened in porches<br />and perfect manicured views planted right over the third and fourth<br />holes so what was it i had said before about returning to the womb?ADMINhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04422165420412833543noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224359696116118905.post-80745744133414237972010-08-17T17:41:00.001-07:002010-08-17T17:41:20.585-07:00On Not Contemplating On A Bowl Of Fruit #5and think in casually searching for homes today<br />out there over the superhighway in the lonestar <br />state seeing one described as–“beyond perfect”<br />in a country club like environment, located directly<br />on the golf course (think it might have even said<br />something like with–“your own private pristine view<br />of the third hole”) from all appearances, it seems to me<br />that every true-blooded american’s dream is to one day live<br />in a country club community (maybe even gated) directly on the<br />golf course, i suppose their own personal and private panaromic version<br />vision of heaven, and don’t know, i guess, can you really blame them? you<br />will when you find out who your neighbors are going to be for the rest of eternity!<br /> <br />i even got things a little confused and thought it may have<br />said something like–“calculate your mortality payments”ADMINhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04422165420412833543noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224359696116118905.post-92103176509452805752010-08-17T17:40:00.003-07:002010-08-17T17:40:52.484-07:00On Not Contemplating On A Bowl Of Fruit #4today i decided to go on map quest<br />and put in from hell to heaven as<br />this is the way i've been feeling <br />as of recent and the directions<br />said just go with your instincts <br />the dream within the nightmare<br />feeling like a weary cowboy at<br />day's end needing a mixed drink<br />like mrs. robinson trying to seduce<br />felix unger in central park after his<br />wife dumps him for winston churchill<br />simply smoking his cigar all alone<br />at the yalta conference slogging into<br />my wrinkled and ripped origami boat<br />taking it back through rough papercut<br />seas to see what went wrong in my<br />self-destructive troubled childhood<br />through subterranean labyrinths<br />shortcuts and tunnels ripping<br />off stores and transfixed<br />and turned on studying<br />mathematical proofs<br />and formulas with<br />the window open <br />just slightly ajar<br />hearing the birds<br />and babbling brook<br />smelling formaldehyde<br />and fried chicken through<br />screen doors of summer<br />the crazy brothers next<br />door always beating<br />each other up <br />showing up<br />on top of<br />their porch<br />like a bunch of<br />cowboy casanova studs<br />hollering--"what's up!"<br />in their ten-gallons<br />pushing in the<br />popsicle stick <br />doors not so sure<br />i understand now the whole point<br />of the marriage game i mean when<br />does that whole holy matrimony thing begin <br />damn if my wife doesn't touch me soon i think...ADMINhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04422165420412833543noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224359696116118905.post-68492579240145409692010-08-17T17:40:00.001-07:002010-08-17T17:40:31.703-07:00On Not Contemplating On A Bowl Of Fruit #3on the food channel you fall in love<br />with this beautiful doe-eyed voluptuous<br />mexican woman in her turquoise blouse<br />in a retro contemporary ktichen and brilliant <br />panaramic view of downtown los angelas looking<br />like a cross between j. lo and gloria estafan stuffing<br />a bird with stuffing and rosemary and parsley shoving<br />her hand in and out of the cavity rubbing some pesto rub <br />all over the top then pouring on the chicken broth all like some<br />kind of surgeon with those big brown eyes smooth olive skin pouting<br />lips beautiful pear-shaped bosoms all eager and enthusiastic under that<br />turquoise blouse with the great panaromic view of downtown los angelas.ADMINhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04422165420412833543noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224359696116118905.post-16219008841608104762010-08-17T17:39:00.000-07:002010-08-17T17:40:10.230-07:00On Not Contemplating On A Bowl Of Fruit #2and so this whole thing gets so obsessive<br />and silly almost developing a high school <br />mentality suppose without all the hurt and<br />pain and humiliation and suffering from the<br />safety and security of your computer<br />screen all for the sake of curiosity <br />maybe even trying to redeem<br />or get closure or insanely start<br />things up again looking up old<br />girlfriends just for the fun of it <br />or more accurate cause i got<br />nothing better to do with my<br />downtime or existence but to<br />check on the status of old girlfriends<br />while for example found this once vicious<br />bee-otch i used to go out with now works<br />for colgate-palmolive out in california with<br />a great big gleaming smile and two perfect<br />blond daughters hanging off her, looks exactly<br />like she did back then, only twenty years later<br />a bit more pale and pasty without the seductive<br />powers, some might even say more mature, beaten<br />and battered, a ghost of her former self, shrink-wrapped<br />laminated, not quite as good looking or attractive as i remember<br />but remember the manipulation and her girlfriends, how she made<br />breaking hearts, laughing and whispering, going back on her word<br />going back and forth playing with emotions and promises and thoughts<br />a rare and timeless art, complacent and nonchalant, art of ridicule that <br />broke all rules and bore absolutely no resemblance, borders, boundaries<br />to basic human rights and decency, then when they become these mothers<br />with their new and improved souls and roles, suddenly all of a sudden all<br />holy and sacred, prim and proper, pimps for prophet, vixens of virtue<br />upstanding citizens of the community, yet if you only really knew<br />the things they pulled in their past, how they took advantage<br />took minds, hearts, and souls for hostage (matter of fact<br />took the whole damn body and anatomy) interesting<br />how things don't actually seem to change a whole hell<br />of a lot, disproportionately proportionate to unfortunate<br />character and behavior, see-through and predictable<br />from the past to the present to the here and now <br />future, now the heads of boards and organizations<br />to preserve names and reputations (even bestowing<br />on each other awards and citations) whole resumes and<br />grocery lists of anacronyms, how exclusive still feels a bit<br />absurd and abusive, how life just seems to get a bit phonier<br />without the humor, riddles without build-ups to the punchline <br />or passionate implication of innuendoes and rumors, survival<br />of the fittest, the life cycle, growth and development (men still a bunch<br />of suckers and idiots) of the very emotional and whimsical female gender.ADMINhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04422165420412833543noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224359696116118905.post-47992788659049386072010-08-17T17:37:00.000-07:002010-08-17T17:39:39.445-07:00On Not Contemplating On A Bowl Of Fruit #1i try to look up old flames on facebook<br />my editor set me up and now addicted<br />but don't know any of their last names<br />guess that's the way i wanted it back<br />then summer flings and winter flings<br />suppose in retrospect that's the way it<br />should be (keeping and holding onto old<br />memories) as when i really stop to think..ADMINhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04422165420412833543noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224359696116118905.post-62248906869296947362010-08-17T17:35:00.002-07:002010-08-17T17:37:14.082-07:00a demented sort of children's story: for king kongo it's fine<br />every so often<br />to just fall asleep<br />in your kid's butter <br />cream rocking chair<br />by the window in the<br />corner and there's <br />a ceiling fan and<br />after you're good<br />and rested to let<br />out a nice big yawn<br />and then just stand<br />under that ceiling fan<br />like a skyscraper<br />on a smoggy<br />sticky day<br />wrapped in<br />whipping<br />windADMINhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04422165420412833543noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224359696116118905.post-11339042500071214092010-08-17T17:35:00.001-07:002010-08-17T17:35:17.430-07:00Wake Up Call: getting through timepulling up morning blinds with the smell of chicken and rice<br />from the night before perfumed garden streaming through<br />geranium window and muted commercial left up on the tv<br />having something to do with a weed whacker or maybe<br />some sort of rice boiler really not sure of course always<br />for that famous price of $19.95 and can get 2 for 1 or<br />a whole other 1 for free if you just pick up the phone<br />within 15 mintues and think hey ain't this the whole<br />damn hx of america and feel confused and comforted <br />yet strangely enough ya know really don't mind at allADMINhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04422165420412833543noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224359696116118905.post-77250428065705374172010-08-17T17:34:00.001-07:002010-08-17T17:34:54.805-07:00Randomthis morning a massive owl just sat perched on top of our tree house, bulging, muted, contemplative<br />looking down into the high grass of the deep swamp as though communicating with all the universe.<br />you still remain the stranger trying to conceptualize and realize it all through the screen door<br />of your porch. it seems like so many of your friends you grew up with in new york moved out to<br />pennsylvania and not sure why but they all seem to really love it and wish them all the best of luck.ADMINhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04422165420412833543noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224359696116118905.post-22400704643834464062010-08-17T17:33:00.000-07:002010-08-17T17:34:17.906-07:00Three Stanzas On Morning1<br /> <br />Murmurs<br /> <br />in the morning<br />rooster crows<br />through fog<br /> <br />outside window<br />wilderness has<br />begun to flutter<br /> <br /> <br /> <br />2<br /> <br />Wake Up Call: getting through time<br /> <br />pulling up morning blinds with the smell of chicken and rice<br />from the night before perfumed garden streaming through<br />geranium window and muted commercial left up on the tv<br />having something to do with a weed whacker or maybe<br />some sort of rice boiler really not sure of course always<br />for that famous price of $19.95 and can get 2 for 1 or<br />a whole other 1 for free if you just pick up the phone<br />within 15 minutes and think hey ain't this the whole<br />damn hx of america and feel confused and comforted <br />yet strangely enough ya know really don't mind at all<br /> <br /> <br /> <br />3<br /> <br />Crawling Through Time <br /> <br />this morning a massive owl just sat perched on top of our tree house, bulging, muted, contemplative<br />looking down into the high grass of the deep swamp as though communicating with all the universe.<br />you still remain the stranger trying to conceptualize and realize it all through the screen door of your<br />porch. it seems like so many of your friends you grew up with in new york just picked up and moved<br />out to pennsylvania and not sure why but they all seem to really like it and wish them all the best of luck <br /> <br />you're still looking over your shoulder...ADMINhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04422165420412833543noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224359696116118905.post-30384953468117577092010-08-17T17:32:00.000-07:002010-08-17T17:33:46.319-07:00Strange Reunionhaving a wild time <br />play pillow fighting with my kid<br />triggers the image of that blissful<br />ice cream stand just shut down<br />and abandoned in the woods<br /> <br />across from the institution <br />right when the leaves<br />started to change color<br />heading to the berkshires<br /> <br />somewhere on top that mountain in that pasture<br />called sky farm where that family all with<br />the very high-pitched voices sold crisp<br />apples which you soon were gonna<br />dip into a warm kettle of caramel<br /> <br />leading to your final destination<br />when there were final destinations<br />stagecoach inn with the roaring fireplace<br />and great lopsided pumpkin pine floors<br />where revolutionary war heroes really<br />did go to warm up their weather worn<br />bones right below the foot of some<br />chilly drizzly dusk silhouetted<br />blazing autumn mountain<br /> <br />splintered haunted keyholed rooms<br />which all felt like knotholes portholes<br />bread and butter golden glow to the holy<br />hidden scarred heart and soul all bundled<br />snug as a bug in a rug behind flickering lace<br />curtain shadows the phantoms behind latches<br />and bouncing radiators and babbling brook you<br />could faintly hear murmuring through the flutter<br />of shutters over a rattling kitchen which kept<br />your steak and sangria and warm biscuit <br />dream buzz going up to all hours...ADMINhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04422165420412833543noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224359696116118905.post-23614648743421104002010-08-17T17:27:00.000-07:002010-08-17T17:32:41.244-07:00Randomjesus and vin diesel<br />keep on coming up<br />for my recommended<br />pages on facebook...ADMINhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04422165420412833543noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224359696116118905.post-80723701890812216792010-08-17T17:26:00.000-07:002010-08-17T17:27:06.724-07:00A Time More Innocentwhen they seemed to just take you hostage on a runway somewhere in the vicinity of north africa with the names of countries you never heard of and the worst that you could say was that they just put a nice scare into you as they'd show them peeking and poking their heads from the portholes of planes and hollering outrageous claims "like i told you i didn't want any sauce on my souvlaki!" and the road runner explosions and threats and ultimateums that never seemed to work and then the action eyewitness news team would show up with their exclusive round the clock coverage of the standoff of a bunch of panicky palestians just trying to take off on foot across the runway like some lame loosey goosey game of ringo leevio and the worst<br />was that it just proved to be a bit inconvenient like some pink panther version starring the irrepressable<br />peter sellers playing himself and vice versa and the dictators looked like a bunch of big handsome<br />sleazy macho gigolos in shiny polyester shirts maybe with the sunglasses and hairy chest and <br />disco afros like they were getting ready to party and get coked up at studio 54 and try to score<br />with all the girls in a time when things seemed more innocent and more to hope and dream ofADMINhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04422165420412833543noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224359696116118905.post-21342856345775556762010-07-24T11:29:00.000-07:002010-07-24T11:37:39.282-07:00Top 5 Places to Have A Second Home<span style="font-style:italic;">Turkey, Nice, Prince Edward Island, Cefalu in Sicily, Antiqua<span style="font-weight:bold;"></span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRew5w5xWZjHp7vtDgLj-ytH5GdN-_N7EhBAxoVWUkpgPZRKsw6GYQeNDQZSHlaHnD3bqtWeA5p2rlQ5V_-9agXub-zBtPIRqt3AjFS-SlIBYcOpFPsezIgV7ZrNKMwNkUJ_JyJarqi4kG/s1600/antiqua.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 183px;" 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275px; height: 183px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGs145jJobXwfzmaEqhQelPXBFQtXFfXqyztQMZZxdKRyzD1xGRgh_xYk9lLr4IL-HbkFpFJQxiASWy8H8-2y_EjJPtjtCuM2q5Q9cuc4uSZ29iazrN_0whNab6vtNq-_mrUYePU3jaFyS/s320/turkey.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497543298793556754" /></a>ADMINhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04422165420412833543noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224359696116118905.post-9328346798687821572010-07-24T10:09:00.000-07:002010-07-24T11:40:58.982-07:00Definition of Eclectic Writer!You can read Joseph's work just about Anywhere!<br /><br />Joseph has had works which have appeared or forthcoming in such literary journals as, "Poesy," "Dispatch Detroit," "Falling Star," "Color Wheel," "Bareback," "And Then," "Grafitti Rag," "Main Street Rag," "Bouillabaisse," "Decanto," "Rogue's Scholar," "Poetry Motel," "The Beat," "The Potomac," "Poetry Super Highway," "Panic Brixton Poetry," "Istanbul Literature Review," "The Taj Mahal Review," "Stirring," "Sugar Mule," "Juked," "No Record," "Inscribed," "Glass: A Poetry Review," "CC & D," "Down In The Dirt," "Ascent Aspirations," "Right Hand Pointing," "Why Vandalism?" "The Cerebral Catalyst," "Cause & Effect," "Subtle Tea," "Yippie," "ESC! Magasine," "The Oak Bend Review," "Opium," "Problem Child," "Sein Und Werden," "Denver Syntax," "Paradigm," "Paradigm Shift," "Mad Swirl," "Houston Literary Review," "Words-Myth," "Literary Mary," "Side Of Grits," "Gloom Cupboard," "Motel 58," "Cherry Bleeds," "Poet Works," "Jukebox," "Neonbeam," "Burning River," "Third Wednesday," "The Philosophical Society Of England," "Gold Dust," "The Battered Suitcase," "The Iguana Review," "Spot Literary Journal," "Breadcrumb Scabs, "Semaphore," "The Delinquent," "SALit," "The Wichita Falls Literature & Arts Review," "42 Magazine," "Ottawa Arts Review," "Mirrors Magazine," "Puffin Circus," "The Shout," "Going Down Swinging," "Scawy Munstur," "River Poet's Journal," "The Hudson View," "Shoots And Vines," "The American Drivel Review" "Muton" "Suison Valley Review," "The Stray Branch Literary Magazine," "Unfeigned Coffee Fiend," "Grey Sparrow Press," "A Brilliant Record Magazine," "Beggars & Cheeseburgers," "Viola Beadleton's Compendium," "Low Fidelity," "Blinking Cursor," "Nibble," "Wilderness House Literary Review," "Haggard & Halloo," "Verse Wisconsin," "Audience," "Work Literary Journal" "Gutter Eloquence," "Midwest Literary Magazine," "Front Range Review," "The View From Here," "Kerouac's Dog," "Lowestoft Chronicle," "A Handful Of Stones," "Disingenuous Twaddle," "Black Words On White Paper," "The Plebian Rag," "The Other Herald,"<br />"Oranges & Sardines," Artists & Writers," "Zocalo Press"' "Brick Road Press" ...<br /><br />And Also:<br />“If I Told You To Jump Off The Brooklyn Bridge (Flutter Press), "A Different Sort Of Distance" (Skive Magazine Press), "The Derivation Of Cowboys & Indians" (Poet Works Press), "Escaping Shangrila” (Punkin House Press), "Pain Diary: Working Methadone & The Life & Times Of The Man Sawed In Half" (Brick Road Literary Press) "Obscure Aphorisms Written On A Fine Overcast Day" (Lummox Press)ADMINhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04422165420412833543noreply@blogger.com0