Forget Yourself

IT WAS A DAY
TO REMEMBER
KNEW IT WOULD BE
HOW COULD IT NOT
A DREAM FROM
YEARS AGO, COME
TRUE,
PERFECT WEATHER
COOL COMPANY
GREAT CREW
JUST ME
AND YOU,
PLUS SOME
CARROT BOMBS
DIVINE ROASTED ALMONDS
COOL TECHNICIANS
THE FAMOUS VIRGIN
COCKTAILS
ENJOYED ON THE SAME
PORCH WHERE HE
HIMSELF SAT DURING
MANY SOIRIEES
I’M GUESSING,
THE MASTER WITH
HIS DOG AND MASSIVE
STATURE LEADING
THE CHARGE,
HENRY WOULD HAVE
ENJOYED THE
BACK AND FORTH
THE TALES OF
INDECENT ACTIVITIES
IN THE OLDEN DAYS
OF THE BIG SUR
LEGEND, MOSTLY
PROBABLY REPEATED
A MILLION TIMES,
BUT IT IS TRUE
THAT THE BAD BOY
OF LITERATURE,
WAS A MAN WHO TOLD
IT LIKE IT WAS
AND IS,
UNAFRAID OF NAYSAYERS
OR ANYTHING
AGAINST HIS
RADICAL TALENT,

JW SIGNING
 
IT IS THE STORIES
OF HIS PERSONAL
ACTIVITIES THAT
TICKLE ME MOST,
HAVE YOUR CHOICE,
THE VOICE OF THE
MASTER MILLER
REMAINS IN THE BOOKS
AND STORIES
THE LEGEND
NUDGES US TO REVEAL
OUR SCANDALOUS
WAYS, JUST A BIT
WHILE IMBIBING
DESCRIBING
EMBELLISHING
RELISHING THE TALES
THAT LIVE IN THE LIBRARY,
A FAVORITE PLACE
TO READ MY BOOKS
BRING DYANNA TO LIFE
SOAK IN THE SUNSHINE
AND SALTY BREEZE,
FEEL THE PINE DUST
ON MY TOES,
AND DWELL ON THE
MYSTERIOUS MAGIC
THAT LIVES IN HIS FASHION,
THE ELEMENTS
GIVE US AWAY,
SO FORGET YOURSELF
AS HE ADVISED, FOR
“THE WORLD IS SO RICH
SIMPLY THROBBING
WITH TREASURES
BEAUTIFUL SOULS
AND INTERESTING
PEOPLE”…
NO TIME TO WASTE
HAVE A BIG TASTE
OF LIFE,
YOU HEAR?
NOW!

©J.W. WINSLOW 8/1/16

Heat

HE STANDS ON
ON THE PLATFORM
OF HIS DREAMS
MAKING THE
SOUNDS OF
MANY LIFETIMES:
ATTENTION TO
THE FINGERS
RANGING
UP AND DOWN
THE NECK
THE PEDAL
MOVES AT HIS FEET
THE SOUND BEGINS
TO A THRONG
OF WAITING RABID
FANS, READY
FOR THE FIRST NOTES
FAMILIAR YET
ANCIENT ROCK
HISTORY,
WILL HE SURFACE
TO THE LEVEL
OF GENIUS
EXPECTED
RESPECTED
REHEARSED
REVERSED,
IS THERE A FEAR
LYING IN WAIT
PUSHED BACK
BY THE NIMBLE
DIGITS, LONG
PALE HANDS
TRAVELING DEFTLY
PAUSING EVER SO
SLOWLY,
WAITING FOR THE
AUDIENCE TO
CATCH UP,
TIMING IS EVERYTHING
IN A PERFORMANCE
HONORING ANOTHER,
FOR THERE ARE BOUND
TO BE COMPARISONS
TEARS AND HOARSE
VOICES OF SHOUTING
SCREAMING
FLAILING
SAYING EACH WORD
ALONG WITH HIM,
UNDER THE BREATH
WATCHING A
TWIRLING
GRINDING ACT
OF GRACE, THE
RHYTHM BUILDS
AND FADES,
CLAMORING TO THE
TOP OF THE SCALE,

TOM AYRES
 
HE HAS CLIMBED
ONTO THE MAGIC
TRAIN
AND KNOWS WE ARE
ALL THERE WITH HIM,
HEARING THE PAST
COME FORWARD
RIGHT NOW
WE SEE THE SLY DELIGHT
IN SHOCKING REALMS
IT IS HARD TO BELIEVE
THAT BOX WITH
STRINGS AND WIRES
CAN MAKE SUCH A SOUND,
WAILING INTO ETERNITY
BEYOND THE GRAVE
TO BECOME HISTORY,
A NEW GENERATION OF
SOULS
DROP TO THEIR KNEES
WITH THE SWAY,
CHORDS RUSHING
SLIDING
GETTING INSIDE
YOUR HEAD,
THE TRUTH OF
MELODY IS OBVIOUS
WHEN IT WORKS
THE MAGIC
GIVEN TO THOSE
WHO SEEK,
THE FINAL SOUNDS
RELINQUISH TO
A BREATH OF
AIR,
SILENCE
TEARS
SMILES
AND SOUNDS
OF BRAVO:
HE REVEALS
THAT SLY GRIN
THE MAN WITHIN
OPENED HIS GUTS
TO THE WORLD,
LIGHT THE FIRE
CRASH INTO THE
WINDS OF ASH TREES
ONLY ONCE
GONE NOW,
ONE AND THEN
THOUSANDS
OF HANDS
PROCLAIMING
THE GIFT
FROM GOD
CALLED MUSIC…

©J.W. WINSLOW 7/1/16

Belinda Review by Joanna Brauer
For The Salinas Californian

The sights, sounds, and ambiance of the ethereal environs of Big Sur are foremost in the story. The author obviously knows and loves the territory well: she herself is an enviro-artist, writer, painter, blogger and TV personality. The “Mystic Adventures” are quite possibly semi-autobiographical!

Audience: anyone interested in the idyllic life, Eastern philosophies, Zen; Gestalt therapies, life close to the Earth and nature; fresh air and the beautiful Big Sur coast.

Signing event: Gala at the Henry Miller Memorial Library, Big Sur, 3 p.m. to 5 p.m., Sunday, July 10

Click Here to read the full review.