Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

when everything fell down
in 1929
it was the beginning of great fantasies for many
some women sparkled
others sold themselves standing against walls
men began to carry knives
and learned how to live on the move
we had to find & go to a big war
to cure ourselves
a war we ended
by unleashing the power of the sun

Great poem& theme.

nice work mingo

like the prequel to 1939

Thx Jack & Terry -

oh nice----- really!!!

Thx cs

seems we'll never get that genie back in the bottle ....

ah the bootlegger and the gangster- and the man with no work- the dust bowl- grapes of wrath- so much runs thru my mind- the depression- my mother- stamps for food -like now-
the farmer-the picker-the woman with a baby-
so much is in this little vinette
aloha

- thx cs insight is one of the beautiful gifts

walking down the road she stood looking thin and dusty
her body was empty
her baby and her moved slower than the men
which had passed a few minutes earlier
the dust bowl was once a place of dreams
now those dreams were on the road