Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

At the beginning of what? What actual poems?

Hey, keep pedaling! I'm blowin' up my tires, too!
We gotta do what we gotta do, keep on movin', brotha,
into another day! Whatchya say? Move move move!
Get in the grove! Eat light, drink water, pedal pedal pedal.
(not necessarily in that order)

Order rhymed with water... that makes this a poem.
But I have no idea what happened at the beginning. I wasn't home.

no no ...was answering Wireman's post about a book -we each have a copy of the same book - he's done with his but i'm still going thru mine -

Ohhh... I'm sorry. I interrupted. I had no idea you were talking to him. I was just jammin' with ya.

you didn't interrupt -
i jammed your post first
then i jammed Wireman' post -

everybody's welcome here at the jam -
in any order
any time
ask Wireman

like dire straits
sake night
some beers
wild night at nola
ifn i was freer
anyway
shit im drunk
b back later

Ask Wireman?
Damn! ok...

Hey Wireman, what's cookin', good lookin'?
Izzthis yer spot? It's hot, baby, hot!
Tell me how to play, ok?
Whaddya say?

OMG I hope there's no Ebola
at that there Nola!
Stay safe, brotha!
have anotha, but walk home,
don't drive. Better to arrive alive.



Oh wait! Dire Straits?
They're one of my favorite bands!
Get me an autograph or three, man oh man oh man!

I was cruisin' along just fine.
Then it got dark and started raining.
Hadda park it.

that's an old Huffy 10-speed if i ever saw one - i know things about bikes -

They rent 'em at the beach.
Virginia Beach, the beach of all beaches.
Live music on every corner.
I know things about beaches.

If you look way yonder
past that "studio8" sign,
you can see the waves coming in.
Can you hear it?
Whoosh... whoosh.. whoosh..
That's the tide beyond my ride.

I know things about beaches.

Crack me up

you got an ocean to ride along ? damn ! that's gotta be sweet !

It's 4 hours from here by car.
I used to go every summer.
Never fear, I missed a few years
but I'm going again in June!
I love watching the sun rise
over the ocean, swallowing up
the moon!

All the commercial stuff
is one street over.
All there is, is beach beach beach,
a huge concrete boardwalk
for bikers and walkers,
little cafes to stop and rest
overlooking the shore.

What more
could you ask for?

Life music on every corner.
I kid you not. That's what they got!

different day, different bike.
variety's the spice. what's not to like?
pedal on, pedal on, pedal on by

My son on a different kind of beach.