Monday, July 13, 2026
Today's Verse: 14 July 2026
Tuesday, May 19, 2026
Monday, May 18, 2026
Tree of Liberty
Tree of Liberty
There is a place where the stream runs deep
A place where children safely sleep
A place where love has set its roots
And puts forth many worthy fruits
A place that hatred can’t control
A place of refuge for the soul
That’s where you lived, through love and pain
And we shall see you once again
Upon your boat or at the wheel
Exploring what is truly real
For you pursued reality
In its essentiality
And now the path on which you go
Is one that we shall tread also
There is a place for those who love
Whose hearts and minds are true and free
They stand with eyes that gaze above
Beneath the Tree of Liberty
Tuesday, May 12, 2026
Today's Verse: 13 May 2026
The last is past
Sunday, May 03, 2026
Today's Verse: 4 May 2026
Now begins
Wednesday, March 04, 2026
Still here
Like Jolly Chimp, Monkey's psycho-adventures continue.
Bosse-de-Nage était un singe papillon, moins cyno-qu'hydrocéphale, et moins intelligent, pour cette tare, que ses pareils...<<Ha ha>>, disait-il en français, et il n'ajoutait rien davantage.
--Alfred Jarry, Gestes et opinion du docteur Faustroll, pataphysicien
Tuesday, March 03, 2026
Thursday, February 05, 2026
Monday, February 02, 2026
Today's Verse: 3 February 2026
Wednesday, January 14, 2026
Friday, January 09, 2026
Wednesday, December 31, 2025
Boston: July ? 1985
Down by the docks on the blustery bay
Seagulls go squawking, masts creak as they sway
Like sagebrush, crumpled stuff tumbles your way
Bearing names like MacDonalds, Rite-Aid, Shop ‘n’ Save
A tire squeal trebles through trembling hot air
Sun strikes the windows, glass burns, and chrome glares
There on a bench, he most willingly shares
A joint with a friend, just because you’re both there
He’s your Baltimore brother
He’s more than a friend
Sometimes he’s a lover
Sometimes he’s another’s
Your Baltimore brother
Much more than a friend
Down by the graveyard, down by the creek
You’ll listen together to nobody speak
You’ll wind up together, in bed, in his room,
Watching whatever’s on TV, till tomorrow at noon.
The sheets and the walls and the floor of your mind
Are stained now forever with his crazy designs
The patterns you find there, like lines left from lives
Remind you of something you’ll know when you die
And when you feel fever, and when you feel blue
He lights up a joint and comes smokes it with you
Don’t be afraid to hold out your arms
He means you, forever, together, no harm.
Monday, December 29, 2025
Wednesday, December 24, 2025
Monday, December 15, 2025
Today's Verse: 16 December 2025
Mammer Jammer
Oh no, not the singer of "She's A Bad Mammer Jammer!"
https://people.com/carl-carlton-shes-a-bad-mama-jama-singer-dead-72-11868921


















