Tallulah Sees Trails
Portrait of My Sweet Hippie Cat, a Tribute to Tallulah
balanced on a tightwire,
Tuxedo legs dangling
and so black...that
He's almost Deep Purple
on the Eight Track,
20 years back...
His green eyes wander,
circled in slivers of high yellow moons...
and then He sees them...
The make~believe world of a Stoned Cat on the Bar...
Ribbons of color,
fireflies under disco lights.."
Words and Artwork (C) Singleton 2010
Oh, I'll so miss the ever presence of Tallulah Joe draped on the Bamboo Bar...seeing things we'll never know.
Peaceful disclaimer: Tallulah was rescued from a not so friendly place...Where the bad people go. He settled into a long and happy life here in hippieland....but every now and then, he saw things......every now and then he was haunted.....
Today, he rests in Peace.
September 11, 1001~March 18, 2011