Weather Girl

A change in the weather/

For worse or for better/

Makes my heart undulate/

Like fish trolling for bait/

When the rains began to start/

They played / tattoo on my heart/

Making my love more intense/

Well, rain is wet/ it makes some sense

Then the days turned balmy/

and so did I/ constantly sniffing at the sky

Inhaling the air like a fine pinot noir/

Wondering wistfully where you are?

The sweetness of an early spring/

Mirrors the joy which love can bring

A shift in pressure barometric/

Is one more thing making/

my heart tick

And when the fog begins to slither/

It makes me want you to come hither/

A carousel of micro-climes/

Makes me more lovey all the time

© Imo Music 1/162010 Mill Valley 12:36 PM

Weather Girl Part Two

Saturday's mildness/

Gave way to a wildness/

Which always gets me going/

I feel especially cuddily/

When the winds are blowing/

The leaves are whispering secrets/

Our hearts already guess/

Ushering in hours/

Of Sunday's happiness/

Supporting the moist atmosphere/

a cloud of luminescence clear/

Titanium's the focus here/

At least for a few minutes, dear

Weather Girl Part Three

The pond ripples/ tickled by a breeze:

Hinting of nature/not quite at ease

The clouds threaten rain/

but are merely hanging/

Awaiting their close up/

When thunder starts banging/

The ducks have chosen to swim in a line/

Avoiding a tumult which will come in time/

The paths' loamy moistness/

Makes a slow transit/

Perhaps, baby grumpling,

that's just how Jah plans it/

Blessing each step which acrues pre-precip/

With weather/ it's making the most of it/

Saturday was Mediterranean

I'll think about that

when it starts to storm again.

I'm asking a question

which starts to perplex me/

Why changes in weather

make me feel sexy?/

I channel my urges through poetry/

Illustrating transmuted energy/

When tempest peaks/

I hit the sheets/

Producing vibes extra-ordinary/

2/15/11 8:51 AM

Mill Valley

Mubarak Steps Down

A massive day for technology/

Facebook and Twitter writing history/

Egypt gets a chance to be free/

To experience democracy/

Everyone seems so happy/

Mubarak's departure/ oh-blah-de/

Meanwhile at home/

Getting to core values/

I'm roasting Marias' Brazilian Cerrado/

My beans are cooling--but for a day?

I want to grind some right away/

Preparing my coffee in a manner traditional/

Layers a pleasure with joy additional/

The smell of roasting is psychedelic/

Tho' the hand popper is sort of a relic/

I raise my cup to the people of Egypt/

Your moment has come/

So glad you could seize it/

© 2011 Imo Music Feb 2, Mill Valley 10:20 AM

Caffeine Dream

Caffeine Dream

Following leads from the Internet/

Pan roasted green beans 'till they looked wet/

Transforming to brown/ beans of Ethiopia/

Put me in mind of a Coffee Utopia/

A world wide agreement/ from

Spain to Somali:/

When drinking fresh Java,/

Agree to be jolly/

No arguments about God or gender/

No belief systems needing surrender/

Just wave after wave of love unconditional/

When sipping good coffee/

Good cheer 'comes traditional/

Soon just the aroma of fresh

Brewed bunn/

Will signal the whole world/

To smile and have fun!

A vibe of enjoyment and relaxation/

Would spread like a virus from nation to nation/

Universal love would be the norm/

Starting with the first cup every morn

©Imo Music Jan 8, 2011 8:40 AM Mill Valley

January First, 2011

1/1/11

January First/

Early in the day/

I want to set a good note/

As the year gets underway/

Two thousand and ten/

Was an annum straight from heaven/

How to top that / In two thousand and eleven?

A sure fire way to ensure satisfaction/

Is a brand new batch of/

Oil of Attraction

Custom blend by Imo/

It's her umpteenth version/

When it comes to erotica/

It's total immersion/

So Happy New Year/

One and All/

From Mill Valley to the 'hood/

I'll put my best foot forward/

By smelling very good

© Imo Music January 1 2011 6:37 AM

Windy Walk Wednesday

A bit

of

excitement/ Amidst the solitude/

Having missed yesterday/

I was in a walking mood/

Skirting puddles/ bending into gusts/

My hat flew off into the marsh/

Just beyond my touch

I had to climb down the bank/

To pluck it from the drink/

And in a 30 mph wind/

That's harder than you'd think/

One foot got wet/ As you might guess/

But the plan had its' success/

My hat and I survived intact/

I held it tight/ as I walked back/

Next I needed a road crew/

Just to get my car started !

Walking today /

was not for the faint hearted./

Still, I made the effort/

And the effort was rewarded/

I came home with all my hats/

The fashion gremlins thwarted!

If you think my small adventure scary/

It shows just how far I'll go/

For a piece of millinary

© Imo Music Dec 29, 2010 9:06 AM

Lunar Eclipse/ Winter Solstice

The thing about this lunar eclipse/

Is that it so clearly rhymes with lips/

Your lips / I can feel them pressing on mine/

A pressure which unleashes a lava flow/

A kiss on the solstice/ which shows what we know/

That love is the magic of the spheres/

A kiss which will last 500 years.

Imos' San Francisco

Susu Attar turned me on to the fish tandori at Chutney in the SF tenderloin. The fish was "on point" as Ms. Attar promised. Even Cocoa, a fussy foodie, was impressed. And so mellow, she took this great picture of me, celebrating a early Christmas in a delightful Pakistani spot.