Monday, December 21, 2009
I wandered in
cowboy booted and free,
natty little threadbear wings tucked in a blue jean pocket,
crumpled and folded,
And smiled hugely at the martini moon,
and plunked on his side,
teeter tottering in the sky...
I giggled to myself,
the best company in the bar,
and parked my
a man who didn't want to be there
didn't see what I saw...
And the Moon when he winked,
woozy and boozy,
and barely tethered to the sky....
The man who didn't dream in color....
Words and Art (c) Hippie Singleton 2009
8 x 10 black and white sharpies on cardstock because sometimes we have to fill in the color later