green mast

 

the seeds of sorrow

the beads of dust

working calvary

a must

 

thickness defends

the rights 

at stake

 

it is our mistake

to make

 

green mast

shadow sill

 

light 

beyond the reach

of shrill

 

 

 

 

 
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dreams

 Reading of "Dreams" by Carrie Able

 

 

one of those days

just wanting bed

same damn song

 in my head

 

outwards and up 

out and in

 wondering will I ever see

them again

 

warm window air

breeze down the hall

someone screams

after I fall

 

the suns going down

about that time

to have some dreams

and wake up 

to mine

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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beat

 

the beat of the drum

the beat of my heart

the beat thats about to happen

on this subway car

 

clashing prints

sacks of stuff

 

stripes and heels

snapping stills

 

cars on the street

money at your feet

 

the sky is small

but the beat is

the beat is 

big 

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dirty cloth shoes and graphited walls

 

the wheels go higher 

than the trees

 

strange when people say 

good day 

or hi to me

 

riding in the sunlight

flashes of day 

beams in night

 

soft sounds of the music

of the music

sounds 

of the ....

 

dirty cloth shoes and graphited walls

little girls in skirts who know it all

 

humid air 

smiles in sight

 

wave 

 

hello and goodbye

to this night

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And keep your eyes wide The chance won't come again

 

"The Times They Are A-Changin'"

- Bob Dylan 

 

 

Come gather 'round people

Wherever you roam

And admit that the waters

Around you have grown

And accept it that soon

You'll be drenched to the bone

If your time to you

Is worth savin'

Then you better start swimmin'

Or you'll sink like a stone

For the times they are a-changin'.

Come writers and critics

Who prophesize with your pen

And keep your eyes wide

The chance won't come again

And don't speak too soon

For the wheel's still in spin

And there's no tellin' who

That it's namin'

For the loser now

Will be later to win

For the times they are a-changin'.

Come senators, congressmen

Please heed the call

Don't stand in the doorway

Don't block up the hall

For he that gets hurt

Will be he who has stalled

There's a battle outside

And it is ragin'

It'll soon shake your windows

And rattle your walls

For the times they are a-changin'.

Come mothers and fathers

Throughout the land

And don't criticize

What you can't understand

Your sons and your daughters

Are beyond your command

Your old road is

Rapidly agin'

Please get out of the new one

If you can't lend your hand

For the times they are a-changin'.

The line it is drawn

The curse it is cast

The slow one now

Will later be fast

As the present now

Will later be past

The order is

Rapidly fadin'

And the first one now

Will later be last

For the times they are a-changin'.

 

 

 

 

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XX

 

A woman’s face, with nature’s own hand painted,

Hast thou, the master-mistress of my passion;

A woman’s gentle heart, but not acquainted

With shifting change, as is false women’s fashion;

An eye more bright than theirs, less false in rolling,

Gilding the object whereupon it gazeth;

A man in hue, all hues in his controlling,

Which steals men’s eyes and women’s souls amazeth.

And for a woman wert thou first created,

Till nature as she wrought thee fell a-doting,

And by addition me of thee defeated,

By adding one thing to my purpose nothing.

  But since she pricked thee out for women’s pleasure,

  Mine be thy love, and thy love’s use their treasure.

 

By William Shakespeare

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light of night

peace of day

light of night

 

remembering 

that same sight

 

waking up

turning over

 

the last ones 

found.....

 

to be boulder

 

 

 

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Sonnet VX

 

When I consider every thing that grows

Holds in perfection but a little moment;

That this huge stage presenteth nought but shows

Whereon the stars in secret influence commént;

When I perceive that men as plants increase,

Cheerèd and checked ev'n by the self-same sky,

Vaunt in their youthful sap, at height decrease,

And wear their brave state out of memory;

Then the conceit of this inconstant stay

Sets you, most rich in youth, before my sight,

Where wasteful time debateth with decay,

To change your day of youth to sullied night;

  And all in war with time for love of you,

  As he takes from you, I engraft you new.

 

by William Shakespeare  

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seeing that forest

 

must tell you 

all

when im feeling

small

 

im thinking big

 

seeing that forrest

not the trees

 

please

 

making something great

outta something true

 
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for keeps

 

not what you do

but how you play it

what you say

but how you make it

 

rhythm progressing

rhymes stressing

 

loving the battle 

the struggle 

for keeps

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In Tags ,

the light of trees

 

the smell of trees

the light of leaves

 

alas

the sun shines through

 

awake of days

sleepy stays

 

the triumph 

has passed too

 

 

- Carrie Able

 

 

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14

 

Not from the stars do I my judgment pluck,

And yet methinks I have astronomy,

But not to tell of good or evil luck,

Of plagues, of dearths, or seasons' quality;

Nor can I fortune to brief minutes tell,

Pointing to each his thunder, rain, and wind,

Or say with princes if it shall go well,

By oft predict that I in heaven find;

But from thine eyes my knowledge I derive,

And, constant stars, in them I read such art

As truth and beauty shall together thrive,

If from thyself to store thou wouldst convert;

  Or else of thee this I prognosticate:

  Thy end is truth’s and beauty’s doom and date.

 

Shakespeare Sonnet XIV

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Sonnet VIII

 

Music to hear, why hear’st thou music sadly?

Sweets with sweets war not, joy delights in joy.

Why lov’st thou that which thou receiv’st not gladly,

Or else receiv’st with pleasure thine annoy?

If the true concord of well-tuned sounds,

By unions married, do offend thine ear,

They do but sweetly chide thee, who confounds

In singleness the parts that thou shouldst bear.

Mark how one string, sweet husband to another,

Strikes each in each by mutual ordering,

Resembling sire and child and happy mother,

Who all in one, one pleasing note do sing;

  Whose speechless song, being many, seeming one,

  Sings this to thee: “Thou single wilt prove none.”

 

- Shakespeare

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the birth of paisleys

 

the birth of paisleys 

the peacock daisies 

made in here

tomorrow queer

likened as much

a breeze

and such

up it makes

the highs

the stakes

circle of truth 

from me 

to you


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Happy Bday Ginsberg

.....who continues to inspire generations of artists, poets and musicians decades after his death. 

Thank you  

Irwin Allen Ginsberg

 

image.jpg

mark the tide

 

there was a story

under the tree

the cage of birds 

inside of me

 

walk a shadow

from noon 

to dust

 

mark the tide

with light

or rust

 

night has come

earth has fallen

tis the choice 

to keep calling  

 

 

by Carrie Able

 

 

 

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I'm taking your picture, pigeons. I'm writing you down, Dawn.

Fourth Floor, Dawn, Up All Night Writing Letters

 by Allen Ginsberg

 

Pigeons shake their wings on the copper church roof 

out my window across the street, a bird perched on the cross 
surveys the city's blue-grey clouds. Larry Rivers 
'll come at 10 AM and take my picture. I'm taking 
your picture, pigeons. I'm writing you down, Dawn. 
I'm immortalizing your exhaust, Avenue A bus.
O Thought, now you'll have to think the same thing forever!

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sunday daize

 

sunday daize 

in the deep blue sea

the eyes amass

they crowd me

 

marshal 

maven

mysteries alike

 

they cant 

they wont

sordid's bike

 

by Carrie Able

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VI

Then let not winter's ragged hand deface,
In thee thy summer, ere thou be distilled:
Make sweet some vial; treasure thou some place
With beauty's treasure ere it be self-killed.
That use is not forbidden usury,
Which happies those that pay the willing loan;
That's for thy self to breed another thee,
Or ten times happier, be it ten for one;
Ten times thy self were happier than thou art,
If ten of thine ten times refigured thee:
Then what could death do if thou shouldst depart,
Leaving thee living in posterity?
Be not self-willed, for thou art much too fair
To be death's conquest and make worms thine heir.

–William Shakespeare

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