Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

Posted: **July 10th, 2006, 3:40 pm**

I loved the sun so purely I could hate
it unapologetically and not
once question the abuse; I therefore smile.
I loved a star already in decline
when first its light cut colors to the east—
I’m not some dimwit fool astronomer.
I know the sun senesces in the face
of my dependency. Perhaps dark space
outruns some light my lovely lucifer
bright dangles from its height, but I at least
cannot—and so I love and love divine.
You blessed humble Love and infantile
approach to life, you suffer come your lot
to you as is (when I’d manipulate).

Posted: **July 10th, 2006, 7:50 pm**

"I know the sun senesces in the face"

Yes age shows in the face, but it is our actions that tell our mental age.

love lots
so nice to see you back Joel.

Posted: **July 17th, 2006, 6:14 pm**

all i can say at the moment is...What an AWESOME poem.....

Looking forward to reading more of you Joel.

Perdida

Posted: **July 18th, 2006, 8:08 am**

For the love
of dying stars,

I deign
the Creator
with a smile;

undeserved,

perhaps...

My mirror
shatters,

before I
glimpse
the truth.

Posted: **July 19th, 2006, 2:03 am**

Yeah, this one is percolatin'...

"I loved a star already in decline
when first its light cut colors to the east"....

"... Perhaps dark space outruns some light my lovely lucifer bright dangles from its height, but I at least cannot-- and so i love and love divine."....

yeah, rollin' on....