May 28, 2013 New Folsom Prison. Sometimes it is hard to find artistic inspiration, so just float on feathers.
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Dark rainless clouds or rain forgotten clouds fill the sky this morning, and the blond grasses are hungry for the sweet moisture, but no drops will come today.
No program in art room today, except for a depleted blues band. Ken, the blues man did play a couple of tunes with Gatis, a singer/bass player and the only other blues band member left. However, not much inspiration was created for the blues. Perhaps being just two people left in the band is a blues flow in itself.
My Gosling Five family toyed with me today when I went out on the big yard to herd them back to the small yard. They flew off down to the gate of the corridor, so I could herd them through.
Back in the cage at 5 pm looking through my theater window I saw a group of turkey vultures land only thirty feet away.
Beyond Bars: Where I Am From
Beyond Bars: Silence
Beyond Bars: One Soul
Beyond Bars: Goodbye Music
Beyond Bars: Remains
Beyond Bars: True Media
Beyond Bars: The Universal is Personal
Beyond Bars: After Poetry is Nothing
Beyond Bars: Birds Chase Away Blues
Beyond Bars: Social Isolation
Beyond Bars: Karma Dept.
Beyond Bars: Routine
Beyond Bars: Poet’s Journey
Beyond Bars: Heat and Hope
Beyond Bars: Next Life Love
Beyond Bars: Cold Frustration
Beyond Bars: Eggs to Hatch
Beyond Bars: Exercise and Hate
Beyond Bars: Of Race and Beasts
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