Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

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Benny Coles looked past the bomb site at the road beyond. Cars, buses and lorries went past almost without stop . To his right the bomb site reached to the railway arches boarded up and the railway above where steam trains went by frequently. To his right the bomb site reached to Meadow Row, with t...

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Night after night you dreamed of her. You wanted to return to the dream once you woke, but when you did she wasn't there again, just that sharp piercing overwhelming heart pain. You bought her the box set of Mahler's 6th,, wrapped it with a pink bow, not a man thing, but well, you know. In her eyes...

you are walking into a Dali painting
you see the marvelous surrealist object
in the distance on the melting horizon
and walk out of a Miro, you walk
into a liquid ball, Max Ernst
appears on the other side
and behind him his great paintings appear... Well said.

Love it.

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Thank you, Wireman

Some kid in class said his big brother (in the army) was going to a war zone. I listened like the others imagining the ra-tat-tat of machine-guns or snipers on rooftops or big tanks forcing their way through buildings. The kid said his parents were worried and his mother cried. Where is the war zon...

I missed this poem first time around. great read.

Very good poem and theme.

Thank you, Saw.

A fight erupted in the playground two boys circling each other jabbing out punches now and then mostly wrestling of a sort then pushing apart to throw pathetic punches once again. I watched from the sideline within the crowd. The tall kid had the reach but missed more often than he hit. The tubby k...