Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

knew it'
as the sunlight came thru the windows
plants smiling in total trust
that all that they need
wil be available
dog still snoozing
lazy morning
been swimming
fins are emerging
back pain drowns
weightless floating
soothing water
pulling myself thru the tunnels of birth
my feet have become webbed
my fingers shriveled
you soothed my soul
like a child
im so happy inside
playful and otter like
yes even here- where peace
belongs to me
i think
how fortunate
to float thru the day
rear ended rearranged
flowing onto center stage
grounded wise and changed
letting go of all that rage
my love had at one time
been lost confused abused
until that heart decided to roam
knew it before
that we would recognise each other
some little trickle of brillance will signal
that place inside that brings out
the sacred giggle

your face my soul is looking for

if i had more eyes
i'd read you as softly
into the night
and in the morning
rage at the sight
of another day
and pray
for you to be
near

ahh yea make way for the sacred giggle!

Damn, woman you are on a roll. My soul yearns for where that came from.

i used to look at the girls that had beauty parlor hair and hollywood nails
wonder just how they could do that every day
they look like the women on tv or in the newspaper
like dolly parton and barbie and blonde females with large perfect breasts
i didnt understand the way they dressed or what they were hard pressed at proving
yet when you get up close there is a synthetic smell-the indians call it was-sih ious=
hawaiians call it hoale
because we do not breathe while speaking
the breathe determines if we are to live or die
i wanted to be a grown up woman but i am afraid i was a child in a woman s body offering damage control
and i always felt like i was playing dress up when i did what those women taught me to do
maybe i was= no secrets there- but i was thinking about that first melt in my mouth lip smacking best kiss i ever had- which is right up there with the sacred giggle and laughter is GOOD MEDCINE- HUGS FROM MY SOUL- TO YOUR PENZ FRENZ

"Plastic people are such a drag"

I was married, my life mate and I did not have children
She could not have children, but, we were child like
I always thought it was enough to raise us. It makes me
so sad looking back now, because I know she loved children.
She was a sweet child like soul, not childish.

i cherish people like that myself
innocent beauty with a smile

That is exactly who she was , innocent beauty with a smile.
An angel really, a beautiful flower that grew out of the concrete.
Or I mean the shit, of the family she came out of. Your poetry
is really like a balm to me right now.

nice stream c-soul.........keep righting ( writing)