Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

raw emotion laid down in introspective evaluation of one's soul....
regrets, choices, fate...what have you....the components that make us who we are, forever scrutinized by family and friends, and the harshest critic of all...our self.........nice work, dino.........

it would take one of those Acme Rocket Vests strapped to my back to keep up with this snappy dialogue ....meeeep, meeeeep !

Kiwi Power !

terrific poem, LRod, " a black affair at judgment day"....the complexity of righteous airs...the dark music of dogmatic men with no imaginations that only talk the talk....I'm with you, man...don't tell me what you're all about....let me see it for myself....

this is excellent, as well as a timely expression given the state of man, caught up in his endless array of hypnotic entertainment....all we can do is keep writing, keep talking, until the time is ripe for ears to perk and listen...I feel the same frustration with my co-workers, my family, people I ...

second stanza is killer !......I'd write more, but I'm dead now....
great stuff, Dr. D....

yeah, homelessness is not very appealing....so we jump through the rings, so we can write our poems in a room with electricity....life, like
relationships is full of compromises, which make perfect sense, as long as we don't misplace our soul.........good write

right on the mark....we give them money, they throw a half million dollar party right in our faces, say thanks a lot suckers...before Bush, they used to hide the rape and pillage, now they're comfortable doing it on TV right before our eyes....The Haves with the big brass balls, sounds like a revolu...

thanx a million hest.....hope all is well in your world....steve

This is a good night for writing, I'm awake....there are angry voices out there in the street, they been drinkin' like six hours straight 'cause no one has to worry 'bout gettin' up early for work tomorrow 'cause none of them got jobs, hell nobody 'round here got jobs much anymore. I got me a little...

Earthy ( pun intended )....a back to basics sensibility....

thanx Clay...you're so right....

It finally hit me, I should do what I do best, well at least do the thing that makes me feel most alive, the thing that touches all the right spots in that little box in my chest, that area in the ribcage that holds the windswept fires that sleep too often in the middle of the day but at night when ...

hey judih....I took your advice and posted the next chapter...thanx

concise and to the point.....ha.....better get some sleep, doreen....

I turned my son on to the Mighty Sparrow.....he has an unbelievable body of work....the undisputed King of Calypso .....beyond that reference, this is a nice little gem, an ode to free spirit...enjoyed much dino...