A Moon's Tunes

“A Moon’s Tunes”

Yellow Devil.  Violet Sun.

Orange Mars.  Jupiter’s Jars.  Sushi Bars.

Tar and Nicotine-stained Underwear.

A Purple Pear.

Trolley’s Fare.  Dali’s Hair.

A Bear’s Dare.  A Fair Share.

Clay’s Masquerade’s Scare.

Fuzzy Was He Bare?

Wasn’t He Really A She?

Storms In The Sea!

She Sold Stone Shells By The Sea Shore.

This Old Man Had A Bone Rolling Home.

He Was On A Green Telephone.

Walking And Talking In His Dream.

A Foreign Scream In A TV’s Screen.

A Missing Spleen.

Dial A 4^th Friend And Pee Mean Green Caffeine.

J. Billet - Good Night Golden Light.

Some Notable Quotables

"Some Notable Quotables"

"Life is sublime when it changes from a riddle into a rhyme."


"Can't draw a straight line, but I can write a good one."


"Life is to logic as laughter is to tears."


"Let me dig up my thoughts before they bury me."


"Time's tempo is the tick-tock of a heartbeat's clock.


"Can't walk on water but I run on air."


"Life is to a kiss as heaven is to bliss."


"Poverty sucks."


"The mind is a curious thing."

All Quotes Originated By Jonathan Billet

Lost and Hidden Keys

"Lost And Hidden Keys"

I found a set of lost keys in a dream, or did they find me?  I found lost love and a lost love found me.  I ate forbidden fruit from a tree and a maiden fed me.  I watched a lovely sparrow as it flew by and thought it saw lovely me.  The stars light up the skies.  Day's light heats the summer so life can be.  My hands write for eyes to see.  Watch your love show and learn to know.  My tears flow, as my love is certain to go.  I spotted Dudet Plate making love under green grass in the park's pan handle's Haight, at the city with the blue bay's red gate.  I'm hooked to life's bait and all of its dead weight.  Love is never too late.  Love is life and life is fate.

P.S.- Elliott – writes, sidewalks look good to trees and trees look good to sidewalks.  I look good to my love and my love looks good to me!  Life looks good, tastes good, feels good, and even smells good.  Nature does the same to life.

By J. Billet's

        

People's Words

"People's Words"

People's words play with me so I play with them. Can we help each other?  Can I help you?  Can you help me?  Does the world need help?  People do.  I need all the help I can get.  So does God.  God has a great sense of humor.  You'd need one if you were God.  Seriously, no joking around.  Life doesn't play tricks on people, but people play tricks on life.  Same with God.  The world's mean, but happy.  Life's fair and unfair.  Just and unjust.  Forgiving and giving.  Living and stealing.  A fair deal to some players, a square deal to others.  Life is made up as it goes along.  The bass got rhythm and soul.  Rock n' Soul!  Life's a song to sing.  Words are to create.  Thank the world for its therapy.  For shrinking your head.  Blowing your mind?  You blow mine!  Thank you for all the love you provide.  Love has been good to me.  Thanks God.  Love you.

By Jonathan Billet

"Life is to a kiss as heaven is bliss."


Jon Billet a.k.a Zeek Zucchini

Dean Dreams

“Dean Dreams”

Dean dreams he is in a shack with a stranger talking to him.  Yet he can’t recognize the face.  They walk out of the old, wooden structure and see a huge, magical, dark yellow bus.  It is spinning in mid-air toward the clouds.  ψ - The bus has a large, black, horseshoe shaped U with a line bisecting it.  This symbol is embalmed with a black decal on the bottom of the bus, noticeable from the ground.  Out of the windows come big plastic Pepsi and 7UP bottles, nearly hitting Dean and his unknown friend in slow motion.  The filled bottles then bounce back into the weightless sky from where they came.  Dean continues to think that he is wide-awake, walking down a dirt road of dried mud, wearing dark, black sunglasses.  In this cosmic dream, the summer sun is shining brightly in the Southern afternoon skies.  Dean is carrying a flashlight that emits more light into the sunshine.  He is searching for some unknown thing but can’t understand what.  He feels as though he couldn’t explain it, even if he did come upon it.  Can you?  You find what you’re looking for several times in life’s time, only to lose it again.  Life is to logic as laughter is to tears. 

By Jon Billet.