Dojoagogo's Blog

Ripples

dojoagogo — Tue, 05 Jan 2010 20:52:22 +0000

My world is an abstract place

Rhythms and waves of movement and colour

Speaking a language for me to translate

Simplifying.

Goals

dojoagogo — Fri, 01 Jan 2010 23:50:59 +0000

Babysteps! Breaking down the eliminations into manageable steps.

Rooted beats snooted

dojoagogo — Tue, 29 Dec 2009 04:48:37 +0000

Tonight I was good

Rooted.

Brought bubbly water and eyes sought out the other totallers

We sensed the unity and drew together

In our collective hush.

Voices babbled and cackled around us

In their inebriated states

But deciding whether I was bored or in disdain

Of the drinkers

Was difficult to fathom.

No red no white no hops rice or potato

While eyeing the bounty on the counter

And wishing.

Met Paul from Johnnie’s end of the road

Who knew so many people including Lee.

And because I think you’ll end up reading this

My dear E

I was asked to tell you

Your light is at Lordco.

Thought stream

dojoagogo — Sun, 27 Dec 2009 18:24:59 +0000

Sleep aid or

afraid to let go

3 is the slow curve to elation

4 is the tumble down.

Habit or problem or

habitual problematic

Fool stroke 1 too many

4 is the stumble frown.

Rather than omit

Is it possible to limit

Taste for pleasure

Not for the blur?

New Year’s resolutions

End up disappointed

In myself, still, yet,

Time for a change.

Tribal antics

dojoagogo — Sun, 13 Dec 2009 18:24:05 +0000

What is sport?

It draws friends together from disparate walks of life

For a unified tribal moment of group agreement

And synergizes the dynamics of individual excitement.

Strangers bond and the spark and sizzle fuels the players

Sport and the art of friendship bond.

Of me

dojoagogo — Fri, 27 Nov 2009 17:34:28 +0000

Baring of the soul

Colour coding mood exploding

Gaps and dashes

Blacks and flashes

Outlining the hidden aspects

Of me.

Pyrus by Jacques Clement

Where to?

dojoagogo — Fri, 02 Oct 2009 16:34:43 +0000

A week of tearing around

Getting things done and undone

Getting nothing done or redone

Friends and benders and tender moments

Teetering on that sawblade but always

Regaining balance.

Birds, Turds, ‘n Words

dojoagogo — Wed, 23 Sep 2009 22:58:36 +0000

How absurb.

Birds, turds, ‘n words.

Life is messy said a certain E

To which I could only add I see and at times I do agree.

Some strange curves were thrown today

And I had no chance to argue just obey

Birds, turds, ‘n words

The former delight the middle yucky the latter can sway either way.

I heard myself say something that surprised me as soon as it left my mouth

That it would be nice to walk away from everything.

The power of words, a probe-like antenna filtering out from the brain

Testing the airspace and picking up the vibe of the inner diatribe

So messy, sometimes, this life.

Mojo

dojoagogo — Thu, 17 Sep 2009 22:04:35 +0000

Whatever happened to youthful

Spontaneity?

Time for random acts of travel.

Mood

dojoagogo — Tue, 15 Sep 2009 22:07:16 +0000

Frame of mind frame of space loss of grace disgrace

Race around all seems profound lost and found confound

Wasting time creating time finding time out of mind remind

Time is short no last resort self reproach or self report retort

Bank the hours horde the minutes treasure the seconds depends

On how you view the final screw it’s up to you time to renew

Use the staircase of your mind free the greys and colours bind

Raise the bar lower the boom seek the sun and banish gloom

Dip your head in gratitude enjoy the peaceful attitude

It’s only mood.