Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

woke that Jersey day
unsoiled by cultural malaise
babyfaced
a window facing toward you
but me
is what i believed in
me is what i knew
how you could serve me
yes, windows opened
to include the you

bottles and diapers
and toddlers of two
still it seems like mostly me
and you , you the extension
of ...

gift of light each day
stolen as if by night
by rotation
by mighty talking heads
by quadrafeds and octopeds
brightness sold
to a least common denominator
of fears, tears, hatred, jeers
emboldened gold
TV life, theater of strife
and don't forget
to give us all you got
all you made
all you prayed ...

does this say it all...
how i never knew...
summer never ended for me
while fall had come for you ?

doreen...

your banner art is fabulous

love the collection you have variously put together / made...

you are so talented.

I love the one called "dimensions"

DEEP!

beautiful collection

Jam be with you.

And also , with you.

sum sum summer
sim sums
simmer
fall felt greenness
wove
plush and lush
across
lifetimes of seasons
of sum sung summers
and simmering falls

hello, hello ...

mtmynd - nice icon..

Arcadia ...

here is the translation of the news story .. Arcadia, this is quite the happening! The photo of that building showed how fierce a storm.

http://makeashorterlink.com/?X1073263E

I just stopped by to say "Hello" and saw this thread..

So .. Good luck, Arcadia!

Hello everybody. Boy oh boy do you ...

Suddenly, as if by telepathy, the entire group became unsure if our surroundings were in fact a different color, or if the sepia sky filtered the light, translating the landscape into a blend of purples and aquas somewhere much closer to the optic nerve, than amid the flora and fauna before us.

We had traveled only three miles.

he got friends in high places...

letting go
the riff plays forth,
fingers glide,
guided by a willingness to stay out of the way;
climbing the blues to heaven

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sometimes the magic worn out
dark star rises with eyes of
love or guns
the suppleness gone
the vow
unknown
wine and song
wine and song
if only i'd remember the wine
with the song
perhaps it would meld
more insitinctively
a way to carry it on
should i ever need
for it to carry me



.

I do see the family resemblance!

gotta go
got to run
the jam has been fun
gotta go
gotta fly
time to say goodbye
for now the life abstract
calls with rituals
and circumstance
it was fun
it was great
it was a dance
in which to participate
here, there
and everywhere
'round the lovely studio 8

good day - good eve