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Greg Hall: visionary poet

By beagarth on October 31, 2016 • ( 8 )

To be honest, Greg Hall was a very good friend of mine. But don’t let that fool you, he was on his own an extremely gifted poet and a visionary one at that. Unfortunately he is gone, but his poems… Read More ›

“I Don’t Know” poem by Greg Hall

By beagarth on September 10, 2012 • ( 0 )

poem by Greg Hall, copyright 2012 I DON’T KNOW What woke me Was the shoe On fire In the closet, And the reason I walked To work was The panther; How she got Into my car And locked The door, I… Read More ›

THANK YOU BLACK SPARROW

By beagarth on January 19, 2010 • ( 0 )

Hi Bea, I have wonderful news and a gift for you. I found that poem Greg crumpled up into a ball and I saved. Its a gem. Please post it with my compliments. Since he gave it to me, well….. Read More ›

TO LIVE AND DIE ON EARTH

By beagarth on September 6, 2008 • ( 0 )

by Greg Hallcopyright 2008 Hamburgers sizzlingOn an open grille“and Chuck BerryIs so glad to be”“back in the USA”HowEver“Mikes“do“not“make“the“manAndALL“slides”“away”“before”YourPersonalAnd actualFeet“Despite your”“education”And all that followed itAnd “all”Preceding “it”)?YourNatesSizzlingOn a grille)a big eraser removing all exits)”Lenny Bruce and Robert Crumb and Sartre)”gone gone… Read More ›

FAST EXPRESSION

By beagarth on August 2, 2008 • ( 0 )

by Greg Hall copyright 2008 JB utters the seven syllables of “BLUES” in less time than anybody WHO was ever BORN “people” “let me” “tell you” “the news” )the “cold” “sweat” of 3 A.M. “Got nothing” “ON ME” but people… Read More ›

SPEAK THAT’S WHAT HAPPENED

By beagarth on July 14, 2008 • ( 1 )

by Greg Hall copyright 2008 Morning arrived without an invitationIt was just that evening was so beautifulThe sunrise started following it aroundI don’t know where your luminous paleness endsAnd the black heart of midnight beginsThe borders are opaqueEven in the… Read More ›

ODE TO WOLFMAN GREGGIE

By beagarth on July 4, 2008 • ( 0 )

by Greg Hall copyright 2008 When I was born my father wore a lab coat The first words audible were “it’s alive, it’s al-l-l-l-ive … ” Igor stood by and told the old man “I’m glad your first child is… Read More ›

REALLY OPEN MIKE

By beagarth on June 22, 2008 • ( 0 )

by Greg Hallcopyright 2008 “WHO”MaySpeak)?“Those who makeLonelinessA darling lover,Solitude a darlingSin”…Bring yr dreamsYr aspirations, yr crimes,Yr open throats,“KEEP SINGING”as yr howls and “mozartian ululations”Are not “FATAL” to me…Seek not in meThe source of yr pregnancy,“I” “LEAVE”“NO”“TRACKS”But theLoneliness problemYou mention“Compels”“Me”To “advise”“You”“MAKELONELINESSA… Read More ›

How Your Paleness Explodes Inside A Very Silent Joy

By beagarth on May 2, 2008 • ( 0 )

by Greg Hall, copyright 2008 So many hearts brokenAll along the watchtowersInside every stepAlong the waySo many mouthsNever reallyBeen kissedSo multitudinousThe weary virginsFeet in the airAnd a lonelinessHowlingAn untouched coyoteUnder a pristineNew moonThat immaculateSliverTunedTo the curveThat never foundYour SecretThroatskinAndOtherLostMagicksAs inSoManyHeartsBrokenBecauseTheyNeverGotTo… Read More ›