New Dimensions 2003

[Mark Coburn]

remembering the
blue screen
1 toke then
a 2nd one
zap bam boom
the shift
staggering dimensions
another side
beneath the canyon wall
I rose like a condor
on warm breezes
soaring the walls
above the canyon
"look at me I'm
flyin' momma!"
"fly markie, fly!"
she said.

[cenacle]

wow, that's a sweet one, thanks, bro

[Bushpig]

Yea I like !

Boosh

[Mark Coburn]

thanks for reading my little journey to the flipside cenacle & Bushpig.....

[judih]

flipside loops into bright side
we've got a caller on line 3
condor requests outshine them all

[Mark Coburn]

it was right then and there
that i grabbed the golden dog
and started whistling the
theme song from Lassie

[judih]

aye, lassie longs for this
golden dog and a heroic collie
in songs of heather and gloaming

[Mark Coburn]

the flow-er
the ever go-er
on a roll
on a big blue ball
the thrill of it all

[judih]

2 handed catch-er
feels the blues inching closer
facing the music, dancing slow, head down
she thinks of miles introverting and exporting
sounds for the centuries
notes for the good of mankind
look in, blast out

[Mark Coburn]

jam on
about the siren's song
as i float along the canyon walls
in the balconies the jesters play
while those who don't comprende
have missed the whole parade
we ain't gonna do no splainin' this
time lucille......

[judih]

if you ask me, i might consider
but i might again not,
i might not consider
i might just not wanna
consider that is
i mean considerate is cool
i'm down with that
but considerably cooler
is what i'm not sayin
considering

[Mark Coburn]

grabbin' the dog
in all his golden
glory brought me
back to the place
where i really wanted
to be.....

[judih]

back in 2003
filled with the righteous flame
of creativity
i thought hot
changing the world kinda vibes
ripplin the effects
sync'in the vibrations
back then
when life was filled with 3s
and mysteries
ah, yeah
2003

[Mark Coburn]

ah 'o3
cj's #
wired & married
weekends @
the beach
golden dog on
white sands
sittin' @ the cafe
talkin' with all
good folks we'd meet
(in the now)
it's finally cool
after the himacane rain
fredRock is alive...alive...OOO
and it's a beatific morn

[judih]

washing the sweat drops from my head
biking home, fresh smell of fields
fertilizer fantasy
(don't ask)
walking the barometer shuffle
high tonight, higher tomorrow
cat jumps from roof to roof
smashing pumpkins, crashing toads
wacko crazy afternoon
bless'm all