Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

I don't blame you; I would hate me too.
I get up each day, worship my every breath,
scramble the fighters and time grows late.
Over there, it's always over there.
The blackberries came early this year.
No one has any sense of time any more.
Sometimes the weeds grow too high,
but now I have technology.

Astute observations

nazzimo

doreen.... "nazzimo"... I like...

can't seem to write more than pieces of a pome...
need a little more self control, work the idea a bit..
I just dash off these half-realized little buzz pomes...
..................

thanks

I think doreen just found you a new screen name.
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the us recession

Fucking hell Mnaz....
This is so powerful, I'm stunned.
It says so much.....and I hear it, deliciously.
H

I'd love to see what you see not what I see nazzimo so please, work on it a little more.

I like this mnaz, it's a clever vehicle to illustrate American nationalism,

made me flip back to the old Guess Who song, American Woman.....

yes mnaz, we go about our business here.... unaware in our little
privileged worlds....while the bloody hands of our government
have their way with the rest of the world.......

nicely conceived and delivered..........

I so admire your restraint mnaz.

You say so much
in so few words.
so eloquently
thank you

The deepest feeling always shows itself in silence; not in silence, but restraint.

M. Moore