Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

let's see if I can describe it in words of thirty or less though I confess it's beyond my understanding I've no capability for such things for counting the cost I string together words of devotion and watch them splinter one by one I hold all meaning to highest pressure and hope the meaning won't c...

nudge. the title caught my eye. You know it is good to be 'one of a kind'. Can I cut into your line.

It sound really cool.

Deb.

Very interesting read, Mnaz

"Curves, not trajectory" ending in circles. Befriend the warriors.

The third stanza I took as the many performances of an old art.

Just thoughts.


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Oh how one can get lost in that 'thought', nothing else can be thought of logically until that need is fulfilled. Could relate to poetry, or any other type of writting. The thoughts must be gotten to the page, before the feeling is lost. Well something like that. Just thoughts. Enjoyable read. Deb.

"speaking the forbidden,
is fully allowed.'

I love those lines.

Deb.

How true this is lenny, and there are but two constants in life...you are born and you die. Everything else in between is a variance.

Deb.

Thank you all for the kind words. Very encouraging. I often question my ability, my muse tends to get the better of me. lol.


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Deb.

Yes an interesting read indeed. Thanks for the read.

the battles faught are the battles won. When we stop fighting it is time to worry. Just thoughts.

ROOM WITH A VIEW looking out a window afraid to go outside those who are closed are those who are open those who are open are those who are closed. the window fogs with confusion a mist that can't be wipe away the heavier we breath the thicker the mist the thicker the mist the less we see. the more...

THE PUPPET MASTER In a perfect world below conscious thought he molds the plastic gives it life death walking among us. He styles the locks just right so appealing, deceptive, Eyes enchanting, lying mesmerizing he walks among us. Undressing pure thought revealing syncronistic babble the walls go up...

i guess love is a many splindered thing. Lovely write Creative.

"head seeks heart in marriage of darkness....banish forever all darkness from kingdom of my consciousness."

where darkness treads, a bit of light must shine. Whoa...how deep this feels.

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Amazing how all things are related to each other, it is in the putting it together that we find enlightenment. I really liked this one. Gives one pause to thought.


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