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BORED  ON  SATURDAY

Took a taxi to the city limits
then walked back here

Charles Luden • 3-30-13 at Black Sheep Coffee

Dead  Man  Loop

A heavy breath
Dark room
Window dirty
A broken TV
Dry flower pot
Dog skeleton in a frame
Man with a razor blade and a beer
Woman clutching a book and a Ruger
An open telephone
Deep trouble

Charles Luden • 2-10-00 • at Champps

I  Married  A  Drug  Mule

That was years ago

and the tension did not end

at bedtime

nor did the fun ever begin

Morning coffee did not help

Nothing did

She left in a Buick someone else stole

Charles Luden – 12-29-11 – at Champps

From the anthology:

How can you say we are not related?

Edited by Suzanne Sunshower, 2012, scurfpeapublishing.com

MESSIER  10

The globular cluster is descending
Watch out if you can
The universe is more than
we can control
so let’s enjoy the colors
it brings and hope we are
gone before it ends
but if everlasting life is
a guarantee
then who cares
Let’s dance all night
with those that love freedom

Charles Luden • 11-23-12 at Champps

This was my 2005 Arts Night donation, ‘Crossroads; Robert Johnson’.

Homage to  Robert  Johnson

Came up da river
playin’ my guitar
Got lost in Memphis
‘n’ lost my shoes
Gonna try to go home
if I got enough time
Gotta get away from
Memphis girls and booze

Charles Luden • 6-18-91
On a Robert Johnson postcard to Dave Peterson,
leader of Chord on Blue in which I drummed.

On a Monday………..

Don’t know what to do with the upper layer of my mind.
You know, way up there where it gets foggy.
Perhaps I’ll split the clouds with a sharp pen,
then watch ink drops dance poems into focus………

Charles Luden • 10-1-12
at M. B. Haskett Delicatessen

The  Shotwell  Boogie

It starts with a bleep then
two honks on the tenor sax
You don’t know if it’s 4/4 or 6/8 time yet
Then the bass comes with
strong pulses
syncopating with snare and bass drum
Sax blasts a train sound
The guitar does an airy descent and
picks up electric shock crackle
at the bottom
crescendos
and it’s off
We jump to dance

Charles Luden • 7-27-08
Inspired by Joel Shotwell performing at Touch of Europe (From my poetry archive)

Drum Circle Novice

Up the lane lives a noisy girl.
Can you hear her at your place?
You live closer than I.
She bangs pots with big spoons.
Wants to be a drummer at the endless campfire
calling the spirits to wake the dead,
but actually keeping the living from sleep.
Where’s the earplugs or the cops?

Charles Luden • 8-23-12

To Achieve National Social Justice

Adjust the priorities for the people
not the power mongers
They tend to keep a lot
and suppress potential energy

Charles Luden • 8-30-12

There’s a fly on my coffee cup rim.
He’s looking my way I think.
It’s hard to tell with those faceted eyes.
He probably doesn’t view me as a friend.
That’s both our losses.

Charles Luden • 8-15-12 at Haskett’s

Best  Ever  Long  Island  Iced  Tea
(Made by Kyle at the Limelight)

I spit the ice cube
back into the tumbler
and yelled
Turn up the jukebox!

Charles Luden • 6-7-12

THURSDAY’S   DIAGNOSES (from the archives)

Right now
I feel as if
I’m on a long
bus ride thru
a city

noises in my ears
shaky stop and
start motion
with diesel fumes

all right here in the lab

it could be my cold tablets
the truck unloading at the dock
the lab vent fan whirring
and my mind becoming
even more
aware
of the small shit

Charles Luden • 4-5-01