Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

still out hunting-
a blur
hovering in the snowflakes

coming down
with the white

into a winter field

One of them
forced a butt plug

into her mouth

the others found the animal
in the torture room

gagged and chained
his eyes caught by the torches
glittered

Tell, you capture a mood so well, OH YES I SMILED.......D

loved this Tell, bloody good ending...D

En- pointe atop a marble block. Incut, ziggurat, like it climbed a set of Aztec steps and put a stone horn to its frost rimmed lips, carved hair troughed with moss falls between its wings, and below, on the graves verdigreed plaque these words. If you look at the world from different angles Angels a...

Hello mother, hope you are well, forgive me for taking so long to write. I am, I think, finally returning to something like my old-self. I have been watching the sunset, Pelicans diving out of fire and brimstone, arrow heads, cleaving the sea for silversides that run in schools just off the reef. Sh...

across the tarmac
rain mixed with oil
interstellar clouds in the blackness of space

HEHEHE.... Whichever way ya slice this Tell it comes up trumps......D

Hawking,
pulling up a lunger

Gobs it out, pigeon shit
splatters my feet.

This is a poem that hits the reader on many levels and leaves you with something beautiful.....D

loved it...D

Made me laugh this did Tell, especially the "snaking hand on the back of the sofa"

A rabbit in the headlights.....D

Rectangle of snow

Robin flashes from the conifer
red on white
then gone

a message left behind
in tiny chevrons

I was here.

loved it....D

Justwait
Tell..............regards to ya both, all the best...D