Studio Poems - Poems about Studio

...In a studio, a song so unique, Was played at its pick. It held scenes untold, And documentaries untold, And stories that only a few could pick.......Read the rest...

... Tim Horton, Tim Janis Kofi Annan, In a scaffold that knots a shoeless You are mincing me on a cutting board, these days In pounds per pounding heart , with knives and bleesed hone You were a f......Read the rest...

...THE STUDIO BOOTH In a studio booth, the rapper did stand, With dreams of a hit, but empty pockets at hand. "No money to record," he sadly exclaimed, The producer's negative response was ta......Read the rest...

...“Air becomes wind when it’s agitated.” Lucretius ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “Thank you for joining me in the studio today,” Mr. Zephyr. “Glad to be here, Bob......Read the rest...

...My sanctuary is my art studio, which we carved out of our garage. I have paints, canvases, brushes, and loads of glitter. It’s my creative place where I can sit in silence or listen to music. If I......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Welcome to the land of love, blood, milk and honey I will begin with the four words; love, blood, milk ......Read the rest...

...“Air becomes wind when it’s agitated.” Lucretius “Thank you for joining me in the studio today,” Mr. Zephyr. “Glad to be here, Bob. Thank you for having me.” “Can you te......Read the rest...

...Walt Disney was a cartoonist with dreams, visions, ideas. interested in animation, he started Laugh-o-Gram studios. he had a pet mouse there, inspiring Mickey Mouse steamboat willie was the first ......Read the rest...

...Lead singer in a band, he also played the guitar. Wasn’t long before he became a star. He wrote songs that have poetic lyrics. And often had his fans at concerts in hysterics. He wore c......Read the rest...

...Like an old cat stretching her limbs in the sunlight Warmth seeping through knots in her gnarled hands and sShe sits on a paisley chair in front of the East window welling in her stiff knees Pre......Read the rest...

...Twinkle, twinkle, little star, What a charming kid you are. Across the silver screen you prance, Though you can't act, or sing, or dance, But for six whole years Your precious cuteness had no pa......Read the rest...

... From morning light until 6pm at night, I'm behind the scenes curating delight. With tones that echo on your radio, blending local stories into audio. In the heart of waves, where frequencies......Read the rest...

...Pink plumeria, midst the boats. Hibiscus buoyant in moonlight. A Hawaiian sunrise, she floats. In my teal eyes, a blinding light. Fluorescent peak near New York Bay. The studio lighting with t......Read the rest...

...The day is mine. I can do what I want. There is no schedule. I am free to play! I could paint, cartoon, write or organize. I laugh at my silliness, I have the whole day! So many choices – and a......Read the rest...

... I Remember You I remember your God-like hands giving wet clay life and purpose. I remember your chiseled jaw, ......Read the rest...