Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

...But love, sweet love,
she thrills my soul,
for only she amongst the rest
is both the route and goal....

Just a few lines from another old piece of mine that seemed to fit here. Best of wishes to you all, creative soul.

lenny

Locked inside... the bodily cell. Chained fast to... the mortal mind. Bound by... cords of sense. Knotted with... desires. Set in... congealed ignorance. Blindfolded by... emotion. Trampled on by... circumstance. He bids us... "Free yourself!" Soar in the rarified skies... beyond thought. Where Cosm...

As Si'mese twins, insep'rable, do time and space take stage, as diff'rent spaces co-exist, so, too, time's garbed for stage. Mind's spotlight limits what we see and yet the rest is there, the darkness only hides it 'til its turn is then or there. Or here and now - it's all the same, save that the li...

Thank you, creative soul.

lenny

Thank you, Perdida. This was from back when I thought every line had to rhyme. I do a lot of free verse now too. Thank you for taking the time to read and comment.

Smile,

lenny

"hechos concatenados?" Okay, we're even. lol.

Be happy,

lenny

Would I be out of line to say that true haiku is five, seven, five syllables? Originally involving nature but necessarily so anymore. Does forum etiquette on this board permit this or am I too stiff? Just let me know.

lenny

still pond reflects clear
truer likeness of my Self
'til i cause ripples

lenny

Rounding worn brain grooves
thrown distant from well worn track
new terrain calls forth

lenny

curves leaned hard into
gripping pavement lends a hand
road shrieks disbelief

lenny (Intruder 800, cherry red, lots of chrome, sweet torque)

Ocean drawn out from Itself through will of sun and wind scatters far upon the land new cycles to begin. Vapor drifts through timelessness not knowing where it's bound, forgetting, too, from where it's come not knowing of the ground that lies in wait to challenge it and block its natural flow, landi...

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. ##Between each atom is a space, no solid's ever true, as 'tween each day the space of hours minutes, seconds too. Each thing's composed of something else, no unit's ...

You're a good man (woman?), mnaz. And I'm so glad you realize I meant no harm. My nature is just blunt honesty and I expect the same from others with all my work. I see too much patting on the back in various forums (everywhere) and that never helps anyone improve. This world sucks. I like poetry th...

Thanks for reading and taking the time to comment, stilltrucking. Btw, how many handles do you have here? lol. Be well friend.

lenny

Thanks Hest and Glorious for your kind words. Much appreciated. Something I read over on AC sparked me on this. It's also taken from people I have met in real life. Religion confounds me, mostly. ##Religion...from the Latin root verb - to know. "Be still and 'know' that I am God." Recognize yourSel...