Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

Many thanks

Heavy lids opened slowly. Residues of crusted mucous stuck to the base of the once thick lashes set in swollen red rims. Eric lay entwined in the dirty patterned sheets on the small cot propped in the corner of the derelict chattel house. He raised his head and felt a searing pain at the base of his...

thanks Dadio I have another story I will post in a bit.. it is called Intervention...i have entered both of these in our National competition (NIFCA) and I am awaiting the results...I am not putting my hopes too high cuz the judges are very archaic and there is always quarreling and protests at the ...

Oh my word...I am seriously blushing here...thank you for the compliment....i know you are sincere....

Have a wonderful day....

Cher

His words echoed in her mind. His chosen sequence signaled the end of one chapter and the beginning of another. If given the opportunity to adjust her life’s diary, she probably would not change very much, if anything at all, despite there being times when the proverbial light at the end of the tunn...

I call for your love in need indeed your attention I crave connection erase the errors of time this world I entered innocent childlike void of hate unsophisticated naïve searching for guidance mama’s love papa’s stare steer me away to hurt who wish to hurt me malignant affectations tumorous attentio...

Thanks guys.. if you got a yahoo or gmail address you can join the site and follow me..that would be cool

vascular intrusion blood engorged walls hold tight the gatecrasher surfaces swell chafed raw yet soothed by ambrosia slippery slushing sounds resonate the inner caverns spaces filled to brim spilling rising to the rim of the goddess vessel movements synchronized symphonic bodies meshed thrashing thr...

Hi there fellow scribes, Just a quick note to thank Doreen for her efforts in keeping the arts alive. My Poetic Journey started in January this year and after a paradigm shift I am moving towards the second level. I will be posting some of my pieces here but if you wish to see more you can follow my...

Thanks Joel...some of my friends think this poem is too dark...but i smile because that is what BLACK is.....

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black blackness heavy oppressive hitting nails in coffin brain matter exploding colours weighing mass building to black face front wiggle fingers can’t see movement stealth is king blackness reigns pours complete drowns the sodden effigy scarecrow begs for mercy pinpoints patterns of black mixed wit...

run run play catch up with your mind find piece of self hurt bruised trodden harsh reality cuts deep the core gnawed by the vampire bitch admired once but no more day run ‘til night catch it bite it in the ass plasters too small to cover this wound bleed bleed be warned the allure the whores’ seduct...

Thanks Doreen....

A friend of mine noticed something about this piece....try reading it backwards....last stanza to first or even last line to first.......LOL

Leaving me again? short sojourns or long residence Welcome back! A place for them depositing their memories baggage throwing it, Just so! I am the guardian thoughts vocals bounce on walls echo in corridors tap on doors Come in! The kitchen is the hub heart to heart talks quarrels, debates the core ...