9.28.2018 “september sunset”
rolling across the ethereal setting sky
the gentle palm of the sun descends
a bathing basin of light
suspended womb, cradle of life
a pause, a stop, a moment, a memory,
a photo, shared.
comets or plane trails trail
like linen strands across the blue
wisps of nimbus interwoven
eight cross corset laces
climbing up the horizon
in the distance – mountains
the sun has ducked behind
out of quick sight
with tell tale tip toes of light
snitches tattle to the approaching night
street lights turn on, in anticipation
if this is existence
in a moment –
I wish to be here.
Since I am going to go see him Sunday night in NYC here is some Eric Johnson with content appropriate music…
I wanted to post a live track to show how damn gifted he is as a player. He is all I strive for on guitar (and I am not nearly on the same planet as him playing wise), I like to pick around and not play chords… and at that he is just amazing, listen to all the notes he plays just flawlessly, he can be flashy but he has heart…. damn I am practically vibrating in place awaiting this show sunday night @ sony hall in NYC. Stop by and say hey if you are in the area at the show (I’m much funnier in person), I have VIP tickets, not that I am one (a VIP that is) but I can afford them, not sure how the venue handles all that, it will be my first time there. as always thanks if you got this far or read any of my rabble, thanks.