Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

Gonna buy a pony, the prettiest pony of all and she and I gonna wear our hats down and patrol the backyard.

You almost have me convinced.
I'd only need to move some place to keep her and prolly need a little more monies to feed her, too. That's it, then I could have one of my own.

Little boy blue
come whistle in the corn
and find me.

Hide and Seek
2013

Poised.
Head tilted up,
shoulders back,
mouth wide open--

unsure.
Bird.

Her always nude,
nude, nude.

But, when she visited the studio
he'd painted many Oak, Maple, Red Woods.

A mighty forest
with it's baths within the trees.

The bark that'd fallen to the floor,
the leaves had lifted, the hollow, the pound.

"That's a lake."

--'But, isn't that me?'

"No, that's a lake,
you, Mz., are dunked under the water."

Bosomed Branch

A long, long dove
with wings of white and mory

flew out topsy survy
around the prowling soren.

She'd musted up the Rosey
and then grated in the sar

what was to hold wit-picked
and borrowed ever fourly

but as she plighted highly, lightly
and song along the Corin

there came a small pelted
that struck her by-on gory

not a sound went pet-tick
not a drove said sorry

and none to know of happens
except her painted mory lay, her

the babe of ween and May
upon a week of this that thated
and none to know sweet painted mory babe,
her too, her too.

Snowing out today.

It's like I'm standing under a huge looming bridge
and holding it up, the leg

and sometimes people walk by and touch on me,
write across my sideways structures, bones
and leave a flower on my foot,
but they are here

to walk out across that bridge.

It was that sketching of etching
out across my heart piece
that mantled the lot

and I keep by-gone owing
to lift of it up
and let the tap hold of it.

The first thing's first...
he'll keep the spiders away from me, if it's just a little corner dust spider than it's o.k., any other kind of spider, then I want him to kill it or get rid of it far, far, far away.

Today was a nice day and I stayed happy.

Secondly, I like so much
so much of the quality time spent, even when, dot this three times for all of my additional thinkings on it
I always still do.

Not even for a second gonna be wrestling crocodiles tonight.
But, sleep... that I can do and wake healthy.

Wanting to know why it is that there are so many wars out there and not enough of just relax, lay down sweet head and dream. Dreams are God made and precious. Now if only I can pay attention long enough to look.

Was studying up on this, especially, because I need to take my fingernail into church.
Been looking for a church that doesn't have all it's fingernails attached, when I find it

that there'll be someone been waiting to be a small little cloud on a fingernail tip, but just waiting for a church with a set of fingernails and then after that

maybe there'll be a nana looking for a church that has clouds on fingernails, so she can go to her granddaughter and tell her that story I, too, heard from my Nana, whenever she wanted to talk about how Jesus loved me and that he placed a small little cloud on my fingernail to say that I am special to him..

It's that season again that I wanted and love, but forgot that meant having to deal with the lawn mower, crapola crap. Grr musting grr.

Called my Dad and asked him if it was because the gas is old, he said it could be, told me to wait fifteen minutes to try again and if that don't work than he told me about removing a little cup that will empty out the old gas, also he said go ask my neighbor guys if they can help me with it. Well, the one neighbor guy I'm friends with gave me some magic joose that should clean out moisture and hopefully fix that old gas in there.

Fifteen minutes of bowling down.
Got nothing, no lucks with that dang machine any time, it is gonna tassel me all weather.

He had a phone booth in the front yard,
I used to tell him to go to it
and give me a call,

but he never would
only sometimes he would go to it
lift the phone from the receiver

and let it dangle there for a good hour or so
then he'd go back and put it on the hook.

I don't know why I know about this,
but I do, it's what I remember used to happen
before I told him not to do that anymore.