Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

here's no pearly gates guarded by saints or seventy-two virgins
for the ultimate fucking pleasure, no hell fires
below beckoning with a crooked smirk and goat's feet.

tooo goood! and loved it all.

There are no doors
in a spiraled universe,
there is nothing
inside
but untamed wilderness
and fistfuls
of morning glories,

lovely work Anna

[quote]
I will dance as long as my breath remembers how,
in spite of myself. I still write poetry.[/quote

Amen to that!

Oh man, THIS is beauty!

title alone brought me in and i am soooo effin glad it did...

love reading you Joel

dreaming with our ancestors

yesss, love that!

lush!

and man, that soul, that soul
agile as a cat
o-nine tails flogging
my sensibilities

Just lerrve these lines!

Thank you all for reading and your kind words.

loved how this just flowed and rolled off my tongue...

always love your writes Joel, beautiful....

thank you!

i agree, you captured the painting in the last four lines....

Damn, i wish i had written this.....

Loved it all!

especially this line

"by metrical feet, they march"

this brought it all to life...

enjoyed

m

yur da bomb!

dare i say i loved it.......

one day out of seven, is not sufficient: the days go on and on chasing each other and I am without you I want to gather you in this secret rousing of winter and lean into the shadows of night where your music runs over and around me I’m on the edge of a familiar land with leaping streams of blue and...