the ignorant savants

from a recent visit with my 21 m/o granddaughter ej who likes to toddle into a room and turn on her often annoying dj machine and jams. I created a remix on some of her ej d dj moves - upon listening, I feel it works for halloween music

elle est d by Byron Haskins

the drums and bass play in 5-4. BPM=150.

GET REAL 
Get real.
 Worlds divided
 Which one you gonna choose? What’s the appeal? Get real. Bustling crowd!
 Soldiers lined up for pay!
 girls sing school songs!
 Little white blouses—
long blue skirts— Bright sunshine—
scarves everywhere! I pull my chord—
 I'm airborne, in heaven—
harmonies turn fire!
 Fire in my eyes!
 Fire on the skin I shed! 
I still feel it!
 I can't close my eyes!
 I see b...

street sounds morphed into musical beats to support the melody

nu bluz - an ignorant man leaves unusual artifacts for future archaeologists to ponder by Byron Haskins

El niño busca su voz.(La tenía el rey de los grillos.) En una gota de aguabuscaba su voz el niño. No la quiero para hablar;me haré con ella un anilloque llevará mi silencioen su dedo pequeñito. En una gota de aguabuscaba su voz el niño. (La voz cautiva, a lo lejos,se ponía un traje de grillo.) they will live earthy. loyal. sincere. they will.

an interpretation of a poem published in 2011 in my anthology "Lake Affect: Collected Poetry" https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0139IXMFO named "Spring 5/3". Little wings speak flicker and glow the moon rises high above I put roses in wearing heavy leather gloves palms sweating wild violets sing bees dance with me I smell colors and my toes tingle in the little puddles left behind by my hose warm winds y...

virtuality by Byron Haskins

This is take one of a jazz piece derived from a double haiku (verse 1 & 3) I wrote: Ersatz © billionaires don't care for their own humanity trying to escape in ersatz modalities purchasing complicity manufacturing sympathies with money - souls lost forcing us to follow them all to hell we go Lyrics by Byron Haskins, nPoet9 Publishing - 2026 - all rights reserved.

myth, emotion and fact walk into a bar. The beer is not as good as myth said, emotion cries into it, and fact, as usual, picks up the tab

furypetz is a copywrited by nPoet9 Publishing.

vibe 624 by Byron Haskins

a soft rain in june by Byron Haskins

jammin on the thought of it by Byron Haskins

six pack armageddon He’s talking armageddon, while sucking down a six-pack,
 Preaching revelations of Jesus in a flak jacket.
 He’s got his neighbor’s at home tagged on a grid map,
 Got a pocket full of prophecies and a cross in his tac pack. 
Talking armageddon while sucking down a six-pack. Ain’t nothing in the air to justify a strike back. He keeps looking for a ride with just the right kickbac...

fgodssake donald by Byron Haskins

mayday by Byron Haskins

quatre minutos by Byron Haskins

feral people by Byron Haskins

love letters from the blue by Byron Haskins

red oranges by Byron Haskins

come around by Byron Haskins

the obvious is hidden by Byron Haskins

extemporaneously Culture spa 
 Time to go to the spa
 Time to purge my body, spirit, and mind
 Time to go to the culture spa
 Time to kick the system
 Before I go deaf, dumb, and blind 
 All my life I tried my best
 To take in all that’s good 
I ate my fruits and vegetables
 Avoided processed foods But everywhere I look around
 There’s emptiness on display
 A diet of commercial feelings
 Fed to me...