Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

oh Im always so late to these things, never knowing what the day will bring as I trudge along lifes never ending path creating havoc and perhaps gods wrath against my very soul.. im turning old.... But Im retiring from this pain, laying it down, letting seeds flutter away to a sky tht never called m...

Water caught in dark sky's gate,
catch the wonder in the eye
of children who choose to navigate
the magic of reflected light

One never truly sleeps
until they feel the warm soft earth
cover the face and heart with her blanket.
Only the will we understand
life.

if one lived beneath the ocean,
saw no moon but its reflection,
jellied fish would seem like ghosts,
to schools of fish and things that float.

Your candy office seems to bring a certain flavor, a certain ring, of a time when I was an acid queen. Lacquered tastes and plastic candy made me see things nice and dandy till I fell from heavens high singing cat tails and trains that cry. But that was then and this is not the time to speak of what...

His frame, his game,
his master plan,
to spread the word
of poetry and jam.

Hey piphJ

The bulbous look, soft when cooked, crunchy when baked, no need for cake! Feel good food when lifes been rude, how would we fare if the cubbards bare? Chick pea soup or chick pea dip, add a little sour cream and dill for zip! Now Im hungry and my tummy wont quiet. Too bad for me, cause Im on a diet.

There he stands
flowing in a golden sky,
brown eyes torn away
from the love he craves.
How trodden a heart can look
in the shade
of his shadow.

I told you Nevada could be cold,
loose change with spare coin women.
What did you expect from a state
that has coin op hookers?

wow...so sad and true. ~Dandy

ahhh baby...here you are
I see we are talking of hatchets and such..lol.

Brilliant poem, one of my favs by you because I know you, and also those that have never met you can see such a story in this piece...wonderful~Dandy

I packed my bag for the train and gathered my fresh undies for the trip. Mamma said clean panties are a must. I saw him on the platform, eager as a beaver, quivering. The long trail of greens and dust, mountains and water, left me weak in the knees. I hailed him with my eyes, lifting my hand in the ...

I really like your stuff woman~Dandy

baby...this one is sad and painful...awesomely written, expertly crafted. God do I love you~Dandy

this is really interesting nd I like how it came to be, the story behind it~Dandy