Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

I delighted in the suspense you strung along( as this may be a horror story ).....great writing and man oh man, What a story.....and i've been in similar situations in remote areas, and well, You just never know what might come next......and all the while the reader is allowed to know your thoughts ...

Welcome aboard winddance.......it breaks my heart every time I read old posts by judih.....she was a wonderful artist and a person.....she was always encouraging to all those who were involved here.....and cannot be replaced There is a small group of loyalists here.....Studio 8 is homey to me.....It...

robin red belly
stuck out proud lookin over fence
worm has been outed

the separation is a chasm of propagandized minds each with muscle and determination we never look up we never blame the uber rich it's a remarkable strategy having a two party system where The Hatfields and McCoys can bicker endlessly while the fat cats laugh at them two insignificant teams that are...

the wind let us go
so the rain could have a turn
in pelting our brains

Long before Trump, I believe the Republican party had already become a far-right poltical party....things like anti-abortion were already their goals.....and any thug could have represented the machismo necessary, the swagger for things like the storming of the capital to occur.. The "Big Lie" allow...

I opened a brand new jar of perpetual jam it was sitting on a shelf in the pantry of my mind the lid popped open with a whooooosh and out came these words....... Hello my dear colleagues so nice to engage you once again if you happened to be shopping for jam it's not expensive, all you need is a wir...

Good one Doreen Dreams fascinate me the night after you wrote this I fell into a dream so deep I can still see the vivid colors I was driving somewhere and the road was bogged down with crashes and construction and since I've always just veered into areas unknown to me I hooked a right the road ahea...

you are so right
tomorrow is a fantasy
a dream wrapped up
in procrastination ..........

the marathon man
cries out for oil of cloves
but the little shop of horrors
lends a comic twist