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jared a muscat: June 2009
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A Surfing Summer Sunset. What magnificently metallic golden aqua silk screen. Here and there batches of soothing,. Tumbling energetic cotton,. Clouds above, spotty,. Glances of an orange circle of life. Tracking of Apollo’s accomplishment. From many leagues South. A form fit to bop. Strokes, carefree mind looking elsewhere,. Left foot first,. Where it all begun.”. Links to this post. Blackberries and clouds prep doodle. Links to this post. Links to this post. They have done it for the nerds, the ugly, th...
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jared a muscat: a tree said to me
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A tree said to me. If you can’t speak. Then how come this. Tree in front of. Me is asking me. His face is tired. And his shoulders are broad. He has eyes cast deep. A nose that droops. But with all this. Says he is sad. He says the sun. And as it sets. Off go his bets. I see a smile. A sucked in grin. Ready to be spun. Nature’s last breath. He said go home. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). My name is Jared A Muscat-. I am a writer,. Here are some poems-. I am an artist,. Here are some pieces-.
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jared a muscat: Tonight's Show
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These are the poets who were in the studio tonight.look out for a lot more of these things.also check out their stuff, cause it is really really really, freakishly good! Doesn't have a blog yet). Also, check out the Facebook group page. HERE. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). My name is Jared A Muscat-. I am a writer,. Here are some poems-. I am an artist,. Here are some pieces-. I am an activist,. Here is part inspiration, part. I am a surfer,. There is nothing here for that-. I Don’t Know.
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jared a muscat: November 2009
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There are certain things I’d like to say, show, sing, and spare. There are more you’d like to hear, view, enjoy, and celebrate. The middle ground is not that far,. Just a mere float,. Where does that leave us now? On a boat adrift? On a motorcycle in a desert? Or a sled in Alaska? Let’s press mute,. We will talk later,. Dress the bandages,. And go score a goal. 8 November, 2009. Links to this post. My friend aaron and I spent Sunday afternoon being artists. Links to this post. Long hair, circle,. Trust u...
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jared a muscat: July 2009
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La Milpa Organica on a classic Saturday eve. La Milpa Organica, what a glorious hiatus of that innate fresh purity. The evening of gather,. Where music overtakes ears,. And food’s variety and bounty and generosity romance the earth’s air. People of all makes and sizes and religions and diets,. All slightly less careful,. Attempting foods, old with the new, assuredly healthy and flavor blasted. Poets close by, great conversing. Farmers all over, splendid ways of exchanging. Repeated from Saturday past.
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jared a muscat: December 2009
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Standing In Front Of A Tank. I have had it, this is enough, no more. I am tired and disgusted and just plain over it. No more will I let you just roll,. No more will I let you just burn,. No more will I let you just outman, outflank, outarm, outright pulverize. I don’t want it, we don’t want it, do you want it? What better way to die than to tell you to stop. You probably won’t listen, you never do,. You are too smart, too scared as well. You aren’t just Judas, you are a liar,. But you are not you fools,.
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jared a muscat: a haiku in regards to studenthood
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A haiku in regards to studenthood. To be a student today. Is to be a professional. To be a professional. Is to be a student. Figuring out what went wrong. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). My name is Jared A Muscat-. I am a writer,. Here are some poems-. I am an artist,. Here are some pieces-. I am an activist,. Here is part inspiration, part. I am a surfer,. There is nothing here for that-. Cool people doing cool things. I Don’t Know. The Sustainable Food Project at UCSD.
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jared a muscat: January 2010
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These are the poets who were in the studio tonight.look out for a lot more of these things.also check out their stuff, cause it is really really really, freakishly good! Doesn't have a blog yet). Also, check out the Facebook group page. HERE. Links to this post. Today at 5:00 pm is the radio show: The Poetry Hour! It is not world known, but a few people listen to it and claim to like it, one guy even telling me it was "sexy! That is the link). Links to this post. There Lay an Angel. There lay an angel.
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jared a muscat: Outside E Street
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And a duck dives,. Still on you trudge. Still in Asia someone is unpaid. In the Middle East someone died. In Africa someone is thirsty. And in Europe someone smoked one too many cigarettes. So in Kansas some dropped a bomb. And in Tokyo some girl disappeared-. And the wise steps. In, to say-. You drop political play:. Be it true,. But brue you got to talk. You got to spit me and you-. About a teacher white haired and full of. And typed out of my mouth-. Son all that is true. Is relevant to me and you,.
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jared a muscat: February 2010
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A tree said to me. If you can’t speak. Then how come this. Tree in front of. Me is asking me. His face is tired. And his shoulders are broad. He has eyes cast deep. A nose that droops. But with all this. Says he is sad. He says the sun. And as it sets. Off go his bets. I see a smile. A sucked in grin. Ready to be spun. Nature’s last breath. He said go home. Links to this post. Stopping through the Angels. On an eve, a. In a car on. A trip, in a lane. Stuffy stuffy stuffy stufy. Greed fueled by church,.
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