Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

jam out to the wireman
In and over solder to solder
free form galaxy

sometimes
the mind twists up
like wire, but
in the end
a groovy sculpture emerges
full of art and soul
and determination

Go go go! they say, perpetually..
Rise and go on..

in sleep we are reborn
or
"sometimes we fill up the bucket
and sometimes we empty it"

dragonflies
orange and crimson
marsh reeds
across the Dundee
turtles with white stripes
and minnows
red wing blackbirds
and falcon missiles
it's all here
at the point
matter of fact
that Is
the point

She was gone a long time.
Studying herself, through another.
Singing, loving, giving,
a fools paradise
tempted her again.
No regrets.
You were there the whole time
she was gone.
Tucked into her side between
rolls of insecurity,
giving her silent bravery.
She's back now.
In the shock of a journey's end,
she's coming back round here
to home again,
to start over.

Every minute, a new chance

hester prynne
back in the house
sidetracked it seems
by something called life
this mysterious time
this blink in the universe
a hiccup some might say
our paths of adventure
that often come full circle
and what is here now
is all there is, this very moment
I type, now it's gone
I type some more, that too
is gone...welcome back

back in the saddle
thanks to Doreen.....yahoo!!!

Giddeeup!
Wired Man returns.
Crank it up again,
kick out the jams..

And Hester...
Hester?
HEST?!!?!..
Could it be?..

Wireman typing again
Doreen´s birthday
& Hester´s back home???!!!
friday is complete!!!!!!

a good day's work
for every sunflower
one dew drops

back to the jam
the bam-a-lam
the movin on thru
a little of that doo-wacka-doo
comin out the other side again
thank goodness I gotta an
awesome bunch of friends

jambalaya, jam-jam
bom-bom ba-loo bom
ba-la bam boom,
wireman jelly jam
shalom, shalom
welcome home, welcome home
jam on, homies,
jam on