Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

What have you got up your sleeve, Wireman?

What plan is nesting in your brain
laying eggs of opportunity?

The red-winged blackbirds were chortling at me just this morning, they spoke of spring and the sweet summer's coming. I couldn't believe my ears so I called them both liars; but the chickadee chuckled, in a right feathery mood stating categorically that the cabin fever was playing havoc with my mind...

SPRING! Oh man, let me at her let me spring into her lap with cheering and chatter let me at her I've waited so long mustn't push mustn't shove ain't gonna shovel no more no more :shock: Looky here looky here a jam for the spreading and not a bread slice in sight so I'll lay it on thick on this page...

What a treasure trove this is
and I so long missed it
well at least finally now
in in in I dove
and came up smelling roses divine
words splashing little thrills

most excellent.

There is much to read here and I shall scurry back
lost amid the waves that wash.

Grateful for you all, dear friends.

Well no, of course you're right we don't want him to die and if he tries then we must resuscitate him! Besides, he hasn't fallen he's lallen and lallen ain't so bad it's akin to lolly gaggin' and that is good. He's lally gaggin' off a cliff doing the back stroke at a thousand miles an hour no worrie...

I'm definitely living in the tick tick tick and frown wrinkles?!? Don't get me started. But let's love our wrinkles a wrinkle in time saves nine whatever that means. :shock: I like this line from a Jann Arden song... "Life is simple like the wrinkles on my skin" http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UMtoVW...

Yes, Dame, but he can't swim, he'll have to
bob along like an apple
lest he sink like a stone!

Your pond reflects so beautifully and fond fond remembrances. I too was born on September 1, a very good day that one he was a grand lad, I can just tell! And you a loving son. Reflections. Reminds me of this song I love The Marmalade, Reflections of my Life. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=79NiN7ISW...

Human Beings talk and even some of them listen. :P I have trouble talking, not responding, I can respond okay, but this talking gig, where you say your piece and others listen, that can be a trip. A blushing stuttering trip. It is nice to talk when one knows the other is listening, really listening,...

Well, I'm not much on playing cards but if we make it more about the chatter and less about the win or lose you can deal me in!

We'll pop the cork on a Chardonnay and toast the rainbows. I wonder if they taste as good as marshmallows slow roasted.

Hello, you! Lovely looking gal, so youth full!

You might not be young, but what's in an age
your image is holding up well!

How do you do?

Nah. Look around you, we're all down here mister, a bunch of lemmings keeping each other company. Oh, wait, lemmings jump, you fell, oh well!

Oh, oh, may I join in? Late as usual I finally dropped by No one was answering no face with a smile I lingered at the door stop scuffed my toe on your stoop made mulings and mutterings my spirit starting to droop But I really can't blame you I've not been here for awhile maybe I'll just leave these ...

Thanks for dropping by, constantine. I appreciate it. I am glad you found it lyrical and in a good way too it seems and I hope. I do like a poem to roll along merrily to its lilting conclusion.

Oh yes, this is nice, I do like. I got a bit weepy in the eye. The seasoned couple, the looking back upon their hippie youth. Makes one wistful for the bygone times, just a bit. A beautiful song. Thanks. I don't remember nor notice your instances of being a jerk, if they even really occur anywhere o...