Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

Many thanks

Heavy lids opened slowly. Residues of crusted mucous stuck to the base of the once thick lashes set in swollen red rims.

Eric lay entwined in the dirty patterned sheets on the small cot propped in the corner of the derelict chattel house. He raised his head and felt a searing pain at the base of ...

thanks Dadio

I have another story I will post in a bit.. it is called Intervention...i have entered both of these in our National competition (NIFCA) and I am awaiting the results...I am not putting my hopes too high cuz the judges are very archaic and there is always quarreling and protests at the ...

Oh my word...I am seriously blushing here...thank you for the compliment....i know you are sincere....

Have a wonderful day....

Cher

His words echoed in her mind. His chosen sequence signaled the end of one chapter and the beginning of another. If given the opportunity to adjust her life’s diary, she probably would not change very much, if anything at all, despite there being times when the proverbial light at the end of the ...

I call
for your love
in need
indeed
your attention I crave
connection
erase
the errors of time

this world I entered
innocent
childlike
void of hate
unsophisticated
naïve
searching for guidance
mama’s love

papa’s stare
steer me away
to hurt
who
wish to hurt
me
malignant affectations
tumorous ...

Thanks guys.. if you got a yahoo or gmail address you can join the site and follow me..that would be cool

vascular intrusion
blood engorged walls
hold tight the gatecrasher
surfaces swell
chafed raw
yet soothed by ambrosia
slippery
slushing sounds resonate the inner caverns
spaces filled to brim
spilling
rising to the rim
of the goddess vessel

movements synchronized
symphonic
bodies meshed
thrashing ...

Hi there fellow scribes,

Just a quick note to thank Doreen for her efforts in keeping the arts alive. My Poetic Journey started in January this year and after a paradigm shift I am moving towards the second level. I will be posting some of my pieces here but if you wish to see more you can follow ...

Thanks Joel...some of my friends think this poem is too dark...but i smile because that is what BLACK is.....

Many thanks

black
blackness
heavy
oppressive
hitting
nails in coffin
brain matter exploding
colours weighing
mass building
to black

face front
wiggle fingers
can’t see
movement
stealth is king
blackness reigns
pours complete
drowns the sodden effigy
scarecrow begs for mercy

pinpoints
patterns of black
mixed ...

run
run
play catch up
with your mind
find
piece
of self
hurt
bruised
trodden

harsh reality
cuts deep
the core
gnawed by the vampire bitch
admired once
but no more

day run ‘til night
catch it
bite it
in the ass
plasters too small
to cover this wound
bleed
bleed

be warned
the allure
the whores ...

Thanks Doreen....

A friend of mine noticed something about this piece....try reading it backwards....last stanza to first or even last line to first.......LOL

Leaving me again?
short sojourns
or long
residence
Welcome back!

A place for them
depositing their
memories
baggage
throwing it,
Just so!

I am the guardian
thoughts
vocals
bounce on walls
echo in corridors
tap on doors
Come in!

The kitchen is the hub
heart
to heart talks
quarrels ...