Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

mb - "hope, with feathers" yes indeed. :D Thank you. Hester, you're always so kind. I thank you. :D John, you're a schweetie, smiles. Thank you. :D Mr LRod, you know that was the only line i wasnt happy with, and you come along and fix it all up for me. BIG smile. Thank you for your suggestion. *smi...

reading this again, and again i'm wishing i had written it.

Damn....beautiful poem, i am caught.

Foraging for soul food

YEEssss

could it be that perhaps we could happen, hushed and packaged like a small secret maybe even for a day your light stirs me behind the dark eyes from which we look and i fall into an unknown path of wild abandon i see only you, i want to orbit your world and spin night out of day all wrapped up in th...

John, thank you, so happy you dug it ( did i say that right?)

mtmynd...NO, muchas gracias!

Hey mb, thanks for the "cool"

K&D, thank you! s'bout time you got yurself back here. It's been a pleasure reading you.

Thanks all

m

Smiling BIG at this....

thank you... a wonderful way to start my day.

interesting thread... "how do we gracefully pull out without losing face..? If there is a simple answer to that not sure really but why worry bout losing face? I say just pull out, lose face... there are too many people dying, our soldiers, the worlds soldiers, innocent people..and for what? It's a ...

Your niceities send me to hostility

Argh i know what you mean here, sighs.

Take me anywhere but home

looove that

Nice to read you again, it has been a while. I've been looking out for you too

m

Vibe rations, are distributed once a year. Leaves bow out, trees undress in a hum. Dark shadows dot haunted mornings at busstops. Fall's a burlesque show, to we believers. Oh man, i would've loved this at the "Table" for our Fall Retreat Word Jam. You've got it babe, love your work. trees undress i...

Chilling indeed, Welcome1

Enjoyed!

grrr nothing like dem damn fllies that invade your space while waitin for a bus.

Cool write Hester.

Enjoyed

Fantastic!

Really enjoyed this and yes, it was fun.

it was during the time of my last cigarette when you performed your songs for me and let your dark horses bolt that’s when you dream caught me and tangled me into a baton-twirling bimbette for your hip-hop acrobatics but the vinyl can only take so much rubbin babe and the trumpet can only blow so fa...

Damn, i love this.... i could see this happening before my eyes.

all i can say is.. Wow!

she wears her parasites like the night
cloaked in ambient protein
a meal unto itself, given freely
by this petite and diminutive avian
i would kill for her - so don't try anything

she must be a beauty Dino.

that last line is a killer *grins*

Enjoyed....as always m'dear.

m