Peace is a Paisley Dress(c) Singleton 2008
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October swing,
wooden and crickety,
crooked and old...
tick~tocking over the gravel driveway...
I lean way back
and stretch my legs out
pointy toed to
kiss the sky
and swing higher,
rock dust
powdering my cheeks,
eyes closed.
And I remember...
The sound of the tires
crunching the gravel...
Peek~a~boo smiles...
Accidental million mile hello's...
And in the wind,
my paisley dress
dances,
one last ballet fading...
And swinging here....
swooping back to earth and flying high...
I'm a butterfly for just a moment...
11 x 11 Orignal on recycled cardboard. Background tye dyed with shaving cream and food coloring. Paisley Peace scribbled from this hippie's memories....
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