Friday, September 11, 2009
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Hurricane Felicia
here today
gone to Maui
I went to the edge
of the mountain
tropical storm warning
anticipation .....
of eye contact
with "Hurricane Felicia"
shanna
"Maui" held the sun in the sky for his beloved to create beutiful artwork from the paper bark tree "Kapa" (tapa)he held the sun in the sky to give her time...for her creations
here today
gone to Maui
I went to the edge
of the mountain
tropical storm warning
anticipation .....
of eye contact
with "Hurricane Felicia"
shanna
"Maui" held the sun in the sky for his beloved to create beutiful artwork from the paper bark tree "Kapa" (tapa)he held the sun in the sky to give her time...for her creations
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Venice
The Venice Beats
the rhythm
of their words
sound of huarache's
on a misty morning's
wet cobble stone streets
black ink pen
in hand
and a blank page
touching the face of God
their words
echo down
those breezeways...
protesting
for the "Lady"
mans mad anger
looking for another road
slowly ..migrating
to a" mile high mountain"
in Denver
their faces
now etched in stone
in Hawaii
on a six mile high
mountain
a tree
touches
the face of God
a Koa tree planted
for the poets
words falling
blowing in the breeze
filling the page
THE POET-TREE
shanna
the rhythm
of their words
sound of huarache's
on a misty morning's
wet cobble stone streets
black ink pen
in hand
and a blank page
touching the face of God
their words
echo down
those breezeways...
protesting
for the "Lady"
mans mad anger
looking for another road
slowly ..migrating
to a" mile high mountain"
in Denver
their faces
now etched in stone
in Hawaii
on a six mile high
mountain
a tree
touches
the face of God
a Koa tree planted
for the poets
words falling
blowing in the breeze
filling the page
THE POET-TREE
shanna
Monday, May 11, 2009
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Monday, March 09, 2009
Friday, February 20, 2009
Friday, February 13, 2009
Tuesday, February 03, 2009
building (click for pics and music)
mind set
floor plans
of possabilitys
feng shuey
and the flow
Ha! the breath of life
blows through
an emaginary room
the smell of cooking
a real kitchen
running water
a place to sit
image of my grandmother
first thing
pray to the oven
fresh bread
buttered
and blackberry jammin
music around the kitchen table
e komo mai
floor plans
of possabilitys
feng shuey
and the flow
Ha! the breath of life
blows through
an emaginary room
the smell of cooking
a real kitchen
running water
a place to sit
image of my grandmother
first thing
pray to the oven
fresh bread
buttered
and blackberry jammin
music around the kitchen table
e komo mai
a new home
a new home
amounst the trees
standing tall as its timbers
once did
http://animoto.com/play/5RL0yb7ehZG4dFqy9kPtSQ?autostart=true
amounst the trees
standing tall as its timbers
once did
http://animoto.com/play/5RL0yb7ehZG4dFqy9kPtSQ?autostart=true
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Friday, June 20, 2008
our jug band we drank the jug and here we are
http://animoto.com/play/KrcjkcR9BTBfc6diwtG6Aw
our classical chorus
the marriage of figaro
http://animoto.com/play/BxmUkiw2o82mf0fsqbCE4Q
http://animoto.com/play/KrcjkcR9BTBfc6diwtG6Aw
our classical chorus
the marriage of figaro
http://animoto.com/play/BxmUkiw2o82mf0fsqbCE4Q
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Monday, February 25, 2008
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Sunday, December 09, 2007
Friday, November 09, 2007
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
Monday, October 08, 2007
Thursday, August 23, 2007
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
Friday, August 03, 2007
Tuesday, July 31, 2007
Monday, July 30, 2007
Tony Scibella
Tony said
he got his ticket
to ride
get new shoes,
shirt
and shots
what kinna shots?
he got.....
hoof n mouth
jungle fever
and Gilligenism
I think he got
a shuck and
jive shot
shanna
he got his ticket
to ride
get new shoes,
shirt
and shots
what kinna shots?
he got.....
hoof n mouth
jungle fever
and Gilligenism
I think he got
a shuck and
jive shot
shanna
Monday, July 23, 2007
Tuesday, July 03, 2007
Thursday, June 28, 2007
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
BUSH WHACKERS
COWBOY
A pair
of snakeskin boots,
ten-gallon hat pulled
low over his eyes--he winds up the
war toys.
Billie
global
warming. he shuns,
the cause: flatulent cows
and too much Texas barbecue
oh well!
shanna
Vegetation
he sits
smiling and tanned;
another vacation
taking precedence over real
issues
bluster,
pomp and BS:
graph lines head down the drain,
his career proof of how not to
govern
Trish
his rice
brown and polished
sustains his ego and feeds
the mind of her warrior
daily
gillena
A pair
of snakeskin boots,
ten-gallon hat pulled
low over his eyes--he winds up the
war toys.
Billie
global
warming. he shuns,
the cause: flatulent cows
and too much Texas barbecue
oh well!
shanna
Vegetation
he sits
smiling and tanned;
another vacation
taking precedence over real
issues
bluster,
pomp and BS:
graph lines head down the drain,
his career proof of how not to
govern
Trish
his rice
brown and polished
sustains his ego and feeds
the mind of her warrior
daily
gillena
Wednesday, June 13, 2007
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
http://http://groups.yahoo.com/group/TheOutlawPoetsII/
into beat poetry come join us
old beats we are keeping the beat...
aloha....shanna
Saturday, May 26, 2007
Wednesday, May 09, 2007
Sunday, April 01, 2007
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
Thursday, February 15, 2007
Tuesday, February 13, 2007
Friday, February 09, 2007
Thursday, February 01, 2007
Tuesday, January 30, 2007
Monday, January 29, 2007
Wednesday, January 24, 2007
Monday, January 08, 2007
Thursday, November 16, 2006
Wednesday, October 18, 2006
Wednesday, October 11, 2006
Wednesday, October 04, 2006
Thursday, September 28, 2006
Wednesday, September 06, 2006
Friday, August 25, 2006
Wednesday, August 23, 2006
Monday, August 21, 2006
Monday, August 07, 2006
pidgen ku
wop your jaws
talkin to much
jive
hot the ear
tired
of your voice
sore the eye
waving
your religion
stink eye
take back
that nasty look
shanna
talkin to much
jive
hot the ear
tired
of your voice
sore the eye
waving
your religion
stink eye
take back
that nasty look
shanna
Wednesday, July 26, 2006
the poets ax
gone underground
since the war
shanna
recording
what had been
life cycles
gillena
dont you hear
typing a love letter
to my grandma
sakuo
poem songs
played in spring rain
then forgotten
sandy
what treasure trove
of memories lies buried
with the bard of the sea
without the underwood
there is no history
vic
under(milk)wood
the old poets
toothless grin
linda
distant drums
the clatter of typewriter keys
at midnight
laryalee
the quick brown fox
jumps over the lazy dog
no more
shane
underwood
in the undergrowth ...
old courier
Ella
gone underground
since the war
shanna
recording
what had been
life cycles
gillena
dont you hear
typing a love letter
to my grandma
sakuo
poem songs
played in spring rain
then forgotten
sandy
what treasure trove
of memories lies buried
with the bard of the sea
without the underwood
there is no history
vic
under(milk)wood
the old poets
toothless grin
linda
distant drums
the clatter of typewriter keys
at midnight
laryalee
the quick brown fox
jumps over the lazy dog
no more
shane
underwood
in the undergrowth ...
old courier
Ella
Thursday, July 20, 2006
Tuesday, July 18, 2006
Wednesday, July 12, 2006
Wednesday, July 05, 2006
Friday, June 30, 2006
Wednesday, June 21, 2006
Wednesday, June 14, 2006
Monday, June 12, 2006
Wednesday, June 07, 2006
Friday, June 02, 2006
Thursday, June 01, 2006
Saturday, May 27, 2006
Monday, May 22, 2006
Friday, May 12, 2006
Thursday, May 11, 2006
Wednesday, May 10, 2006
Monday, May 08, 2006
Saturday, May 06, 2006
Thursday, May 04, 2006
Wednesday, May 03, 2006
Friday, April 28, 2006
Thursday, April 27, 2006
Friday, April 21, 2006
Thursday, March 16, 2006
Tuesday, March 07, 2006
Wednesday, March 01, 2006
Monday, February 27, 2006
Friday, February 24, 2006
Thursday, February 23, 2006
waiting on the wave
so quiet until
the ocean inhales
more of Hawaii and madam Pele
: http://poettree.myphotoalbum.com/view_album.php?set_albumName=album28
so quiet until
the ocean inhales
more of Hawaii and madam Pele
: http://poettree.myphotoalbum.com/view_album.php?set_albumName=album28
Tuesday, February 21, 2006
beat poets
beat poets
home from the war
forbidden to speak it
wrote it
on the wall
art is love is God
venice west
a quiet place
to blow a poem
in your coffee
listening to monk
the naievity
to change things
world gone wrong
generation
of protest
sounds a soprano sax
song to the lady
a wail
in the night
shanna
home from the war
forbidden to speak it
wrote it
on the wall
art is love is God
venice west
a quiet place
to blow a poem
in your coffee
listening to monk
the naievity
to change things
world gone wrong
generation
of protest
sounds a soprano sax
song to the lady
a wail
in the night
shanna
Thursday, February 09, 2006
Thursday, February 02, 2006

Venice where my muse
The Lady
grabbed me
amoungst those dear beat poets...
there is a webcam
in venice
I visit
some restless nights
and see the shadows
of people on the boardwalk..
and see my footprints in the sand...
looking for the waves...
..
a wheelchair goes by
I see Bill Margolis..
shadows of Tony and Stu and
Jimmy on the bench
waiten for the poem...
I see a lamppost or a sign
and the villiage of venice
but I see my footprints
on the sand
headed for Hawaii...
Wednesday, January 25, 2006
sun through the trees
flickering
memories of the past
dreams
of hairpin lace
shadows of the old ones
200 year old limbs
of grace
and the dance
feather cloaks
sway in the breeze
soft music from somewhere
extinct now
those rare birds
of the forest
and yet
I dream
as the old ones dance
shadows
of the forest
the queens jubilee
shanna
2006
flickering
memories of the past
dreams
of hairpin lace
shadows of the old ones
200 year old limbs
of grace
and the dance
feather cloaks
sway in the breeze
soft music from somewhere
extinct now
those rare birds
of the forest
and yet
I dream
as the old ones dance
shadows
of the forest
the queens jubilee
shanna
2006










































































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