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The bent branches of dawn sway to the music of the sun, finding the right moment in the moment of sunrise to face the day's trials and awaken with joy. This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit jopomojo.substack.com/subscribe

As promised, I circled back around to fill in my gaps in Writer Pilgrim by So Elite ’s month-of-May song-title poetry challenge — and got my entries in just before the clock struck midnight on May 31, 2024. So I’m reposting the letters I’d missed along the way: A , B , Q , R , S , T , U , and V . I followed the rules and limited myself strictly to song titles (with some poetic license applied to c...

The lake, the youngest daughter, receives the light of the sun who is, at sunrise, the father. My pondering of the I Ching this morning tells me to tread lightly down that golden path. This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit jopomojo.substack.com/subscribe

The sunrise woos me to wake up just as my beloved woos me to continue dreaming into day while she rides the train of love to endure her day of work, wooing me silently every breathing moment of the workday she suffers through, every twinge of her torn meniscus continuing to hobble her best intentions to run after me in triumph. What else can I tell you about my bedazzled beloved one? She inhibits...

The sky at first glance today was like a cave painting from a paleolithic morning and I felt my sleep had been cut short by its music clinging to my heartbeat till I woke and went outside to fathom with my seven senses the dimensions of the day. I couldn't get away from the intensity of that sky even though for a moment I tried and thought about returning to my bed to fall back to the sleep of my...

The generous sky spreads out a table of righteousness before me in the presence of my enemies and friends. The latter thankfully are far more numerous, I wager, and I hope to make friends of the former by the day's end. But for now, I stand in the brisk air of early morning in Spokane and accept that I am a mere whisp of the breeze stirring the leaves of mid-spring on its way to summer and autumn...

Whiskeytown Excuse me while I break my own heart tonight dancing with the women at the bar, waiting to derail, too drunk to dream. Take your guns to town , Captain Smith , the rain won’t help you when it’s over, pawn shop ain’t no place for a wedding ring . Somebody remembers the rose, black arrow, bleeding heart. 16 days, yesterday’s news, reasons to lie, don’t wanna know why. X Your phone’s off...

* sequel to yesterday’s photo and poem, for paid subscribers everyone This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit jopomojo.substack.com/subscribe

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Randy Newman (The Girls In My Life, Pt. 1) Sail away, Suzanne. I love L.A., naked man. I think it’s going to rain today. It’s money that matters, old man. Little criminals in Germany before the war — Sigmund Freud’s impersonation of Albert Einstein in America. You can leave your hat on, Linda. You’ve got a friend in me, Marie. This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subs...

Kansas Dust in the wind, how my soul cries out for you. Don’t open your eyes, lonely wind. Carry on wayward son, nobody’s home. Stay out of trouble — Angels have fallen. Play the game tonight, the pilgrimage down the road, the devil game. Fight fire with fire — Don’t take your love away. This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes,...

I once had a mother named Mom Who had a secret identity in Guam, She used to take trips To the store to get chips And come home with a nuclear bomb. This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit jopomojo.substack.com/subscribe

* Second image and poem for paid subscribers everyone. (unpaywalled) Then one morning you wake up To birdsong in the garden Outside your window, and light Streaming into a swept-clean Space of possibility Waiting for your thoughts and dreams. You feel buoyant and awake, As though the mountain ranges Of the world sprawled at your feet, And the oceans splashed blessings On your brow, and cedar trees...

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Joan Jett I love rock ’n’ roll, I love playing with fire. You’re too possessive, little drummer boy. Crimson and clover, bits and pieces, tossin’ and turnin’ just like in the movies. I hate myself for loving you eye to eye. I still dream about you — the only good thing (you ever said was goodbye). Love is pain. (I’m gonna) run away. This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with othe...

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* second photo and poem for paid subscribers everyone (unpaywalled) This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit jopomojo.substack.com/subscribe

Watch for forboding signs As you move in stillness. Embrace humility And stand with calm firmness. Align with creative power; Clarify boundaries. The red glow announcing The coming of the sun This morning like a red Carpet from the morning To the day waiting to unfurl. When I saw it, something Shifted within me, like A clutch pedal being Pressed on a downhill slope, And my heart began to Glide wit...

Foo Fighters This is a call for all the cows. Ain’t it the life, walking after you. Times like these all my life lonely as you — come back. Bridge burning, no way back, I should have known The deepest blues are black. But here we are in the clear. This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit jopomojo.substack.com/subscribe

Elvis Costello I’m not angry, Alison, accidents will happen. Watching the detectives living in paradise, I don’t want to go to Chelsea. I want you so like candy, you little fool. All this useless beauty, less than zero, I’ll wear it proudly. I can’t stand up for falling down either side of the same town. This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access t...

* second photo & poem for paid subscribers everyone (unpaywalled) This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit jopomojo.substack.com/subscribe

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Bob Dylan’s Dream It takes a lot to laugh, it takes a train to cry when the night comes falling from the sky. When the deal goes down, when I paint my masterpiece, when he returns, when the ship comes in lay down your weary tune. Standing in the doorway, watching the river flow, visions of Johanna blowin' in the wind on a night like this, tangled up in blue, I’ve made up my mind to give myself to...

* second set for paid subscribers everyone (unpaywalled) The sun rises by keeping still — A model of meditation. Think again. The whole solar System is speeding through space at Five hundred thousand miles per hour — This morning's meditation. This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit jopomojo.substack.com/subscribe