Friday, April 10, 2026

30 for 30 Day 10

 Day 10 #sing


Belt it out from the 

bowels of the bastards 

who don’t believe in the 

beauty of the sun


#sing the song 

of the remote worker


Remember to touch grass 

from time to time

screen time on overload 

attempt another action

leave the avalanche alone


and inhale fresh air

rushing off cumulous 

connections 


sun peeking 

gives new perspective

allowing to be


#vss365  


Day 9

 


busy, focused

fine hand, handed 

firm drink at day’s end.


along with laughs and 

reaffirming humanity.


be beautiful, be self

steel soul still saddled 

but ride forward 

slight wobble

whip the world with the 

leather it lashed you with 

in past lives


still legendary


dream and plan 

vacations with dementia 

and demented progress 

dug in dirt, but yet to reach

ashes to ashes 


ash the square


square the books

little braided 

brown heads 

still haunt sleep and 

days close 

to commemoration 


take nine breaths 

for billowing wings 

wavering on winds of 

tomorrow


fly on,

and drop

raindrops of hop

on the head of the 

unheard.


Day 8 (ocho)

 Ocho, for 

Senora Sol,

who called me 

Clemente–

danced to afro-rhythms 

& inspired 8th graders 

to expand themselves


Teaching is a hard

job–

But that’s not 

why I bailed


Gets real hard 

raising other kids 

when you can’t raise

your own


Plain language 

not poetic; 

we’ll call it 

ocho,

divisible by dos

for birthdays missed

& uninvited by 

laws & lies 


Loss, losing, loser

Questioning this 

pen, this pad,

them books, this 

life


Down, but not 

out

certainly not filled,

but filled with doubt.


Real words written

in a moment of time

call it ocho,

for consistency & 

loss

Tomorrow’s a new 

day & that

will cost


Tuesday, April 7, 2026

Day 7

 Late for me

bout 20 min

past 8:30

I’m training…

so they see

what I see


Problem Solver

observer of brilliance 

from instances 

of 8 day drinkers

24/7 standin’ tall

till tragedy hits


But I never split 

from drinkin’ friends


If the obituary is 

at the end

Let them, read it

with all the shit 

from their shot glass

in their chest

to the mess at their split


God bless,

& God save ‘em

from moles (smokin’ in) makin’ holes

we give time

to those who have 

less time to give


One time to teachers

or professors 

who gave bids 

& had that bullshit

accepted

(at accredited universities)


Will never regret 

my ability to do me

whenever you place a 

W4 and keys 

as an offer 

for a job


Hell,

I might rob you blind


But will 

rhyme my way

to paydays and 

pensions


As I watch this 

world 

burn for them

who voted for 

him

who was blasphemous 

on days rising

this dog ain’t never 

blinded to

formats…

that don’t fit

Monday, April 6, 2026

Day 6


 A part of me feels like I should be titling these pieces...but another part of me is too happy with the process.  So if you come across this like before I do a social media post, then great! But a video will be coming out here shortly.

....u do know that I do spoken word and play the sax right?? If not, c'mon I'm a fuckin' artist


Day 6


6th day,

6th time,

won’t go triple…

3rd eye blind 


We play cards given

never overplayin’ religion

or hands in the system

we protecin’ patience 

on the weekends 

while blowin’ woodwinds

feelin’ like 

a real musician


No mathematician 

for this historian

all glory be 

community, relativity

seein’ future dates 

on horizons

being silly


After the serious 

and curiosity hit

Let ‘em know 

we ten toes

in this (shhhh…)

 

This for the month

the mentality

& the poet who challenges 

us ….

musically


2nd spin

do your math

and add 

them multiples 

then begin again

My friends,

born of sin, ain’t stable 

but we keepin

notes and pens

raisin’ arms in victory—

you see

this is how we 

win


this 

is how

we win





Day 5

Great bonus for whoever comes across this....It's not been posted anywhere but here!  I wrote this on Easter, but never had a chance to post it.  But it has to count...c'mon, I'm workin' thangs out here! 


Day 5 4/5/26


The great 

Capitalist Holiday Compromise 

hadn’t been celebrated 

for several years

A #hand -off for 

holding mental health patients 

accountable

along with teens who thought 

Shark Tank & drop shipping

were viable career 

paths.


Yet here I sit

soul searching with 

young humans in 

facilities fitted for 

disorders associated with 

eating.

Happy Easter

Happy Capitalistic Holiday Compromise.