Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

coffee is like a good friend she comes to visit in the morning when you need a little push.... that's what friends are for, you need her perhaps it may be one of your closest relationships, and she comes because it's important to you she never overstays her welcome she habitually loves you and you c...

tragically sad, truth no longer is important to a large slice of the world No Sir, give me spectacle and the biggest lies you can invent because I forgot how to read, forgot how to care, forgot the reasons why autocracy is a bad thing it'a zero sum game played by psychopathic pretenders with orange ...

Once I got a call from a guy I had trusted who left town owing me a lot of money. This was 10 years later.....he says to me, I'm passing through, and was wondering if i could stay at your place for a couple of days.....to me that took some beachball sized balls.....but apparently he felt he was enti...

steep climb from the Little Gunpowder winding switchbacks my trusty stick helping propulsion to a magic spot above the abandoned quarry all the marble of use long gone I sit on the ground, see a working farm miles away as hawk soars above his lunch a panaorama of trees growing sideways at times from...

Enjoyed your take. as always
you have a most keen eye that sees
beyond the obvious roy.....
thanx for the concerns
the future is probably more
up in the air than ever before
but the warrior has seen many battles
and is not afraid to test his mettle

white gray ash for sky
water only on the ground
puddles up empty clouds

hiking to the top my boots know the way and each subtle landmark is an old friend limbs no different than the arms of my loved ones the curves of the trail like the enticing lines of a woman's hips these paths I know so well and I grow excited recalling what lies in store, I'm here to visit with old...

rain eased into night
gray blanket wrung out in waves
still the open window

great response/reaction roy

wonderful...really enjoyed

humanity has certain built-in sensors to keep us safe....our animal instincts....and we need to trust them.....I don't like that obvious sense of being manipulated....be it nefarious or not.....I bristle when I feel someone to trying to dominate and steer my involvement......and when you are up in y...

thanx for the kind words Doreen
I'll be in touch

wondering wanderer notebook in the back pocket recording what is seen or at least my perception reviewing my life as the mind romps through the canyons and up the hills of time why why spend time looking back is this practice necessary or just a silly whim of old men perhaps the future seems uncerta...

sun comes up somewhere
and the moon follows along
despite our other plans