I was hanging with Lawson
the other night
it was hot and breezy
under banyan trees
we rolled and riffed
smoked and drank
listened to 4-Way Street
he had showed me a night
on his town
reminisced
of better days
wines finally
come of age
I asked
Where’s Sam?
The shepherd you used to have?
Lawson smiled and said
Sam was hit by a comet,
a meteor maybe,
or both
his new pooch, Kerouac
came when he pleased,
ran at Stay!
and stood at Sit!
a mutt for sure
who would howl
Blue In Green
and pee the carpet
over Bitches Brew
you couldn’t help but love
the other dog
© Carlos Chagall, 2013
Alphabet City 
gotta watch those dogs…………thanks man
I could have wrote a sonnet, but I think you get where I’m coming from. We have a night under the stars together my friend, somewhere, somehow. —–Chagall
that would be very cool……..what part of the world do you hail from?
writing has been a revelation……60yr old started young, soaked up life..all that stuff……now just starting to move next yr…got a chapbook on the go about Dylan Thomas when done will send it to you…bloggerfriend to bloggerfriend
cheers…
I am lower east side, Manhattan, NYC. Recently with my girl in Connecticut. I think a night of total inebriation would do us just fine – what do you say? 🙂 I know the music you like is the music I like. Maybe we splurge for a DJ? i think we would have a blast dude. Seriously. —–Chagall
yeah okay…….so though how do we do this…..total inebriation…….been there………….i’m from south eastern Australia from Victoria in the country a little town called Warburton………i mean do you mean skype or what……a little slow.. a country boy you see haha……yeah if we can…………
okay – so I’m thinking we go for the gold – I see you there with the koalas and the kangaroos and the wallabies and when all is said and done -and we are sitting there passing a doobie looking up at constellations we’ve never seen, i thing that’s the plan. Go for the gold my friend. You meet my Miss, we get blitzed and write something in collaboration, You will have to get us to the airport in time. Can you barbecue
—–Chagall 🙂
i can barby a shrimp fine, don’t forget the wombats, and snake dudes got plenty up here….Don’t worry about the airport, got that covered haha!!! gold ! gold ! man sounds like the Olympics haha!
Okay – shrimps/prawns are totally cool. I’m now considering the after-party? You got a lady? Even someone on the edge? So here’s what I’m envisioning: we are standing in a field in Australia I am totally freaked; you are chilled. Women are back at the camp. totally chilled. You and I are out in the ether, the noises around us are unreal, at least to me. We bond, for life, but you have to pass the bone.
Hey, no woman, close sort of/ I want those women chilled or no deal , haha! yep, well theres plenty of open space in this country, gotta head north, desert country, stars, man there are so many fucking stars, we’ll there forever, don’t worry I’ll pass you the bone
okay – so there’s stars and bones – you need to find a chick – no matter how on the periphery she is – you have to bring her in – this is where the the weird turn pro – 🙂 – we will have a blast dude – book it – I’m there
no problemos, hey Carlos I have a big 60th birthday soon perhaps we can get stoned!!!
not sure where to put comment about your music but man that jam piece is sensational!! i like it very much…………cheers
definitely man – shit, pass the joint!
haha!!…
jamming like Johnny W at the Garden