Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

It's like a lot of good things were still ready to be said, but now it's quiet, I will really miss all of his words

Hello to you, Jack. I'm glad you're still here, quiet or not, it feels good to see you.

Happy Birthday, mingo
all month of June from me to you.

Is it your birthday, mister? I never knows when a midsummer night appears. I'm going to look for that.

"Come on up to Coney Island, the meat is hot, chili is famous, buy one for her, one for the girl and I'll eat what I can and you bet, I'll be watching watching those lush lips curl, snarl at that dog. Woof! Nothing but at hot stuff, I tell ya galore. I want fine women at five in Coney Island. Mmm, I...

This is very sad to know that such a light moved on into the other light so soon, but I'm glad he got to sparkle here and shine.

He will be missed and I'm happy to have known him in words.

I want to be there breathing sand and gusts,
while you're on the lounge chair.

I could paint the bottom of your foot and legs,
when you're dreaming art or books.

I shake it's hand,
shake it's branches, the leaves,
forest, flowers
mouth

I kiss it's top,
kiss it sideways and gently
then with tough
and heart.

It was in tia mimosa moments, the seconds gone liar and poesy is first fruit to bud water go blue "What is in this stuff?" a long drop she looks over top then rooshes the rubies and votes lemon 97658 the eight rush "I'm a ten!" She is not going to be educating just holding out good bud, simple ingre...

She was out on a book
floating in the waters,

every time she opened the book
to read it's contents
it'd say something about
buying boats.

She stood out in the ocean on a chair,
the rain was falling down
and it acted as such an umbrella,

her torso bent far
and she picked up a drop of water,
placed it gently across the arm
with the back high and drenched,

"Can I buy you a fish, I noticed you
hungry there.".

She standing there with a hammock in the background,
the green outdoors alive,

focus is a letter of pretty pictures, words
and not a sound.

He likes to touch everything, absolutely finger, fight, feel, mouth the life love of the sights and sounds. I can't stop watching all that he has, right there in his hand, what he makes a fist of and even the board gets painted with sand on tops of that. Nothing stops, all goes and then I think I'm ...

She was chili in the wind air of a New York city between that and that but he bought sun and everything went heated hot. On beaches there is much to pick up, a lot broken to the shore and finely fits in a message bottle. She tastes salt on her lip and tastes it on his breath and shoulders, around hi...

Like an embrace in the water that I still want to have.
I don't know if I'd ever go to Hawaii, but I do think I'd prolly float over a bottomless waters somewhere sometime.

If I picture new creatures to be discovered than I would picture them living in a bottomless waters.

It was pretty scary to be out in the water not knowing if I know how to swim or not, but more than anything was my wanting to someday find out if I can. I am planning to find out. There was a float tube and a long rope, someone pulled it through the water and I kept my face under and looked for fish...