Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

Sasha! So wonderful to see you here. Yes I too thought I'd never see you again after the Big Blue went under. Thank you for reading my piece here. Great to see you here.

John

Girl From the Old Country The French Quarter is my playground where my imagination roams free. My eighteen year old fantasy takes me on a stroll down colonial avenues to the wharf where the schooner holds my mystery woman. Though I’ve never set eyes on her, the prospect of this woman fresh from the ...

stilltrucking, your ramblings take me down a path which leads into hope. I love hearing your personal reaction to my piece and where it took you. Your trip down memory lane is filled with nuggets of wisdom and a testimony of how your found your way out of the noose. I appreciate each memory you shar...

No problem my friend. Thanks for dropping by.

John

Second Honeymoon We live in the bowery of New Orleans. My husband Paul studies Geotechnical Engineering and I Rosie am a nursing student. But on this night, I wear my best wedding gown. It feels right to me to celebrate the happiest moment in my life on the eve of my death. Paul combs my hair not kn...

You are an amazing writer. I never cease to be amazed at how you come up with a new and unique ku for all your mornings.

John

Cool breeze
stirs petals
strewn on footpath

The eyeless window seeps light into retinal raisin. Wylde you are forever the maestro poet of surreal masterpieces. How wonderful to see you again.

Shalom,
John

Much thanks Wireman. Glad you enjoyed the different sides here. I was pleased with how this one came out. Glad you enjoyed my friend.

John

Cogent observations my friend. Indeed the contrast between those stanzas is vast. Glad you enjoyed that "orchid flower grin" phrase. Thanks for the thoughtful read. Your take on this poem is greatly appreciated.

John

This is the most cogent and penetrating lyrical analysis I've ever read on the plane down and its historical background. You said it brother. This should be read in the Kremlin and the Pentagon. You said it perfectly.

John

Beautiful Dreamers Ensconced in sea shell world of village for the divinely touched She sat next to me on couch “What should I get my husband for Christmas?” she pondered “Oh he’d love a subscription to Playboy. I’ll get him that.” Chagrined I replied, “You wouldn’t mind that?” She smiled big as Tex...

Cool like Miles Davis in the Parisian night. Bravisimo.

John

Dig your ants and the sugar. Your pump that poetry like a sax in Snug Harbor midnight.

John

Love your perspective my friend. You are quite right.

John