Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

I have no views on polygamy, if a man can handle several women in one house hats off to his ass, not me. Now if this man, Jeffs, does harm to young girls and boys as the media reports then lock him up and let him have his day in court. The question this piece brings to mind is this. We make a big de...

I am reading this after George Bush's speech on Immigration ,and you know what, that fucking idiot is on to something. Use the National Guard to do the prep work, paperwork etc and free the border patrol to catch and detain illegal immigrants. Set up an ID system and fine employers for hiring anyone...

Then there is the Good Sense approach. First establish an atmosphere of openness in which your child is willing to share with you what they are doing in their lives, especially on the internet. Arm your children with the correct knowledge about the internet and life in general. Alert them to the ha...

A-fucking-men!!!!!!! Damn, telling it like it is is rare in this country, and can get your phone tapped. I love the comparrison, politicians to drug addicts, works for me. Being an ex-dealer and junkie I know the feeling of power and uphoria this can bring. Nothing like a large shot of meth to make ...

I have always admired a man that did things his own way regardless of what society thought at the time. These men usually changed the thinking for future generations. I don't mourn Hunter, I applaud him for being Gonzo to the end. Excellent piece of writing my friend.
"C"

I am with you my friend, I am on the Kinky bandwagon and hell I love his music. Yeah I got that outlaw country bug back in 1978 and listen to outlaw country on Sirius radio. A man you might be familair with, Mojo Nixon, is pushing Kinky's campaign for Governor in Texas. He even re-formed his band to...

Cleaned my slate with sulfuric acid and gasoline got the thing perfectly clean but it was my terrible fate, to see it crumble to bits when I laid down a line notebook meanders and bad deads keeping track of sowed seeds, and now I find myself lost, spirit in decline, Oh hurry brightsunshine before I...

My darkest hour was chasing dragons in a small town in arkansas they don't play spilled blood the grim reaper laughing but I had the last laugh and still laughing. Darkness is the plalce I see the light of truth plainly where lessons are learned for a lifetime where I grow spiritually in my old age....

I loved it, I think this is my favorite form of word jams. Thank you Doreen for turning me on to it. "C"

Dust and humidity
wasn't for me
so I left Texas for the Northwest.
Rain Rain everyday
but here I will stay.

Texas is beautiful in the spring
flowers and cactus green.
I lived in Salado and that Temple town
watching a Texas sun go down
sure is beautiful though,
but that you all ready know.

Shiney bright flashes of thought
catch my imagination
my pen runs the marathon
to get the words racing
mental excitation
and another rhyme
drops from my mind.

In the rain soggy rhyme
unwinds from my mind
mirror reflects the distance
between mined words
waiting for the poetic exsplosion

Towel dry the thoughts
iron out the wrinkles
as on the page
more words are sprinkled.

It is written in the clouds
poets are free to fly
in mentally exercizes of the mind
giving insight into blind sighted notions
of love and devotion
a glimpse of the dark and light
heaven and hell meanderings
towards the truth.

Spring showers
wash away winter's freeze
and then I sneeze
polllen pollinating in my eyes
dropped by careless bees
in to the winds of change
and dear friends write in rhyme
to let the muses shine
mutally