Red Traveler's Thursday writing clinic at lazydays on Manchac 10/16/25 Joe Broome
01. Rhythm Roast
Everyone was entering the fancy conference room prepared to speak badly of the honored guest. Everyone has eaten well and is running their clever words over in their thoughts. Each offensive speaker is more crude than the last until a scruffy old man steps up to the mic and recommends his favorite deli. The crowd goes wild and all is well.
02. What will we do in our next life?
"What will we do in our next life," she asked me on her first day of school? It was my second day so I felt I could contribute something from my place in time's hierarchy. I said, there is no next life. You have to get all you want done now. She considered my words very thoughtfully and adjusted her food tray. Then just as seriously she asked, what do I eat first? Bursting with confidence from my previous success I said, I'm eating the fried bologna first.
03. What is the point of it all?
It all does have a point now life forms have evolved the capacity to imagine Utopia and the scientific tools to make and preserve our most broad reaching goals. The point is what ever it takes to get everyone safe and happy. A combination of government, art and science may even control the expansion of the universe so we can make extremely long range plans.
04. What would you do if you fall?
On my way down in the process of a fall time is different and I think I will have time to make the necessary adjustments. Do I have the logistics to roll, beginning with my shoulder or do I have the to prepare all my appendages to absorb the blow equally, sharing the force as I finish the downward trip? All of my psychological falls require similar tactics with preparation. Am I fit to fall? Can I adjust to the drama I didn't initiate? Yes I can motherf*****!
05. Dust
Dust is gigantic compared to the atoms of which they are made, electrons and then subatomic particles like quarks. They are held in place by forces which extend out from there tiny selves like magnets. The boulders of dust make the beautiful girl sneeze at festivals where everyone shares the local community dust.
06. Looking at the night sky.
Looking at the sky is very different in my backyard from hitchhiking across New Mexico. Does everyone look at the moon each month when it's full? And does everyone ask the driver to stop and turn off the lights in between flat-topped mountains? Does everyone find a quiet moment when the night sky dictates behavior which is startled and breathless?
Red Traveler's Poetry Thursdays Thom Woodruff 10/9/25 Lazy Daze on Manchaca
1.IT IS A REALLY GOOD THING TO BE ALRIGHT..
It is a fine thing to be fine.It is an excellent thing to be excellent. It is an obvious thing to be obvious.There are many "things"in this non-material world And between all "things"is SPACE and TIME.Space and Time are REALLY GOOD "THINGS" (i WISH WE ALL HAD MORE space AND time. I wish we had more wishes So we would not be prisoners of lack of space or time.Just feeling really good about feeling "alright" (SATIETY IS EVERYTHING.
2.ART AS A SURVIVAL TOOL Without Art,we are speechless.
We are less.We lack definition.We lack perspective These are all Art Tools..All that extends our lives is such that we can always be more Once we embrace possibilities of creativity-It could be pottery or poetry, Murals or Masterpieces,KOOP or Pbs..Whatever medium or medicine we choose is this- A way to express ourselves..TO DEFEAT DEATH. 3.TIME CAPSULE We are all locked in-to time capsules.
3 score years and ten.Beginning,Middle and End-
There is an End to Time.Our days are measured.Our nights are too.What else is there to do? But extend our lives as best we can.Stretch moments into Infinities that are multi-dimensionalities. So this moment lives forever-And the next will also extend-And we are no longer prisoners WE CAN LIVE FOREVER!.If Forever is a Flower-that never dies..
Self Help by Joe Broome
You say I wish for things I can not have.
Some of my wishes even make folks mad.
But I wish for them anyway.
On the chance the'll come some day.
I listen to those self help tapes and
Video's of self help apes.
They all have the same old ring. that
We can all do anything.
They say to see your vision in your head.
Dust off your wishes and keep them fed.
Then you'll practice what is needed.
Practice where your wishes leaded.
Then your little dreams come true.
Ya, it's surprising to me to.
Then you start it all again. and
Make some wishes for your friends.
Ya, when you finally got it down.
Pass those little dreams around. You
say you wish for perfect fitness. well
Can I have a freaking witness.
So I guess I'll get my favorite car.
Just practice up and there you are.
And I need to live forever.
And have my family stay together.
And I hope this means there is a way. when
we will all communicate. and
we start thinking for ourselves. then
it will work to use self help.
You say I wish for things I can not have.
Some of my wishes even make you mad.
But I wish for them any way.
On the chance they'll come today.
Red Travelers writing clinic 10/9/25 Joe Broome
01. It's a really good thing to be all right.
If I have my druthers I choose to be all right rather than consumed by everything which is easy purposely coaxing miseries of those who profit from clicks
02. Art as a survival tool.
All of the great innovations in human history were proceeded by a work of art genuinely produced by a person attempting to sneak a message in a creation carefully assembled to flatter the tyrant of that era. Only recently are we able to state directly what Utopia may look like when we stop killing each other for the crumbs left by the rich
03. Time capsule.
If I am ever chosen to select objects to be included in a time capsule, I will put in a spring and a jack in the box puppet which will pop out in the future with a little sign that scolds the individuals for wasting time a gathering to open a time capsule instead of kissing and having se
04. I am with you
I don't know what combination of obstacles and lessons allow me to be so easily absorbed into those around me. But when I was young I was accused of having no boundaries and I had to pretend to know what they were talking about. Even now every time I see anyone it's a huge challenge to keep from wagging my tail out of control and licking their face
05. clever forever.
If you need a goal for a safe perspective and source of participation tactics, we are not hiding when we choose humor as a strategy force field to keep us safe from the wounded marching around us. The challenge of remaining clever is worth the effort when the laughter buffers us from harm
06. Unresolved love.
I think I was lucky. I didn't know why I got my wishes when I was young. I believed in myself between my unresolved loves. A change of schools, new neighbors, years of domestic comfort taking turns cooking with someone who I didn't know would miss me when I got a job elsewhere. When I make a billion dollars I will distribute it among my unresolved loves
07. How do you know you can trust someone?
I had to defend myself from complex strategies of people who said they were in for the long haul. Priests, boy scout camp employees, teachers, insecure women and bosses who told me how I should act and dress. Over time I learned how to trust by being trustworthy.
Red Traveler's Poetry Writing on Thursdays at Lazy Daze on Manchaca
01. A person I never knew
There is a person I may have missed as they pass and sit next to me. I may have smelled her hair or breathed her breath but I never knew. I may have been hit in the head by her army boots at a Dead Kennedy's concert, but I didn't know who it was. I may have even taught her children in my classroom and spoke to her on the phone when her child won an animation award. I may have helped her up when she fell in the grocery store. She may have taught me a song at a hippie retreat but, you know. She was a person I never knew.
02. Forgotten time
If I hadn't painted a painting of a human insect looking for his mate, I would have no record of the time which passed while I was painting. When I'm absorbed in work that is a pleasant example of forgetting time. Sleeping while my body re-energizes itself at the molecular level with paralyzed muscles keeping me safe from acting out my dreams during half of my life of forgotten time. As a child whole week's passed. I don't remember because I didn't know my family wasn't me and I lazily expected other family members to keep the records of forgotten time.
03. Ways to change your whole world for the better
I was weary from teaching after 30 years, but when I retired I knew I needed ways to make myself and my world better. So I believed my body that wanted exercise and good food. I began my battle for professional opportunities to share my new world ideas in music. I escaped from those who interfere with my community outreach and I realized I am never tired. In fact I'm rested and ready for the larger classrooms.
04. Mechanical meditation
What happens when we have our secret mantra analyzed by AI programs? Will it determine the likelihood of our achievement of our daily repeated goal sentence, or will it create a list of synonyms. Will AI use our meditation mantra against us when we are asleep? My personal goal statement is a description of Utopia so AI may assist me making it real.
05. Impersonating the young
They say we can fake it till we make it. I guess we can impersonate the young until we wiggle ourselves into fitness and baby talk ourselves into honesty. We can start dancing and singing our way into the good example needed to wake up out of our strategies. Everyone wants a reason or even an excuse to swing on the swing again.
06. Cooking lessons for breathatarians
There has to be some discipline in the preparation for a breath. And there is certainly a difference between a snack gulp of air and a gourmet leisurely inhaled smorgasbord near a campfire. The science is not in favor of exclusively living on air but those times we appreciate a special lungful, may benefit from a cooking lesson for breathatarians.
07. Roleplay identity dramas
The personalities of those we think we know are possibly practiced at home. It's hard to know without a lot of data. I'm always hopeful that I have analyzed my acquaintances correctly but I'm rarely rewarded with a very accurate evaluation. The roles we play are usually involved in identity dramas.
08. Affirming presence in this world
How do I let the maximum number of people benefit from my experience and how do I benefit from the experience of everyone else? The answer to everything is communication and the trick to make everyone communicate is a curriculum we trust and loving teachers. The curriculum for the sciences can be depended on and there are plenty of elders to point out the facts with a smile.
Play Some Football Joe Broome MENU
I think I met a perfect girl
We spent some time at lunch
She taught me how to talk football
Now I want her for the band
Next time we talked about my music
She told me more about her sports
Somebody joked about her drinking
Seems like she didn’t want me to hear
We met again to eat at lunch time and
Talked about her fighting friends
And I met her fellow work mates
We did a little laughing
This song is not about Heather
I sing about a lot of chicks
She may think I like her better but
I just want to play with her football.
She heard me play my music
I said I’ld like to get to know you.
This did not please her friends
They all went home.
We ate again at lunch time
I rode in her dirty car
I told her that I liked her
She said I talk to slow
This song is not about Heather
I sing about a lot of chicks
She may think I like her better but
I just want to play with her football.
Yea I just want to play some football.
She heard me play again and
Gave a big sexy hug
I like a good mixed message
I gave her a set of drumsticks
She heard me play again an
Said that she is not a drummer
I told her I would show her how
And I kissed her neck.
This song is all about Heather
I gotta sing about that chick
And I guess I like her better
But I still want to play with her football
Yea I still want to play with her football
Yea I still want to Play Some Football
Red Rider's writing clinic 8/28/25 Joe Broome
01. Colors of our imagination
Imagination is in color for most of us except for our canine and blind friends. Ask your blind friend what color the guitar was in her dream and she may describe the texture in that space between the neck and the butt. If there is a hole in my imagination where a color should be, I'll fill it with a gradient.
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