Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

in the vast expanse of who we are
the stars glow and sing their weeping songs
when the heart listens, truly listens
it hears angelic voices dancing to the rhythm
of its single beat, life blood pulsing

to touch the sky, live up to a dream
there is no greater place to be
but in the vast ...

RESOUNDING

If I asked without fear
Would you lead me into the void
Show me the wonders hidden
In a world not of our making
Would you capture the stars
Gently place them in my heart
Scorch my soul with delicate precision
Would you strip away the fractured part of me
Only you can understand ...

"...I will stay
here too &
shout at no one."

Intense as always ~K

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I found this piece to flow rather nicely, despite no punctuation; which I know is a purposeful thing. Something I could never do.


Enjoyed the read.

Ah Mousey you underestimate yourself. I am sure there are others who would also injoy your work.


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Indulgence, savoring every last bite.


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Thank you gentalmen for you words of encouragement.


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UNWISE JUDGE
04-05-06


I am as a child seeking answers to a crossword puzzle
Lost and alone, my mouth tightly muzzled
I am unable to ask the questions to get the answers
And so I become a servant unable to serve.

Rainbows bright, lie out of site
Somewhere in a sky I cannot see
Somewhere up above ...

I think we in the bluegrass got off easy. The storms moved quickly thru. Worst of the storms past above and below my little piece of the world, but the county had two tonado alarms go off. Kind of wierd. Heard the thunder, and saw a little lightning and by the time I got the pc shut down it was ...

I wasn't even a glimmer in my father's eyes, where ever he is. And yes we do what we do for the best of all involved. Sounds nice your motor cycle memories. Fresh air, perhaps a ride along a beach somewhere in time.

I once had a love
a very true love
I may never feel that again
But it was ...

Looking and waiting
for what we do not know
the green in your eyes
reflects the green of the sky
and we wait in silence.

The first rumble
and a count
one one thousand one
one one thousand two
one one thousand three
one one thousand
rumble, bumble
clap, boom, bang

the light show begins
streaks of ...

Ever see a sound and light show. I did last night. Watching the skys for the lights, listening to the trees for the sound. Ours was not as well produced as others. Think our producer was out to lunch, or something like that. Maybe he was sleeping on the job. Thank goodness my part didn't take place ...

no not high school. geez was almost 30 when I read Plath. Plath was unheard of when I went to school. Oh oh but we did study Shakespear. Had to write a sonnet in his form, boy that was hard. Perhaps I shall post one. I wrote two, but only turned in one. Wrote the second because I didn't think teach ...

Not just a slow read, but perhaps a boring read. If a book does not capture me within the first five or six pages I do not go back to it.

I claim not to like to read, but I think I lie a bit. Find myself reading responses, and smiling. Almost tempted to add something else, I don't as I'm not sure ...

HERE


Welcome to my blond moment.


Not to worry we're both harmless, just love writing and reading others. So great this forum is here.

Thanks Doreen, I think.


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Deb.