FAIRYTELLER
Outsider Hippie Art
(c) Singleton 2006
Don't think that for one moment
I believe
your stupid little ghost stories.
I'm just listening...
choosing to inhale...
to take the sepia remnants of your
bruised and battered
aura
and remember the afterglow
Sunday, September 10, 2006
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"L" is for love
I agree
oh sweet maryellen, the pictures are just paper kites, they end up where they are meant to be, and little Christine, she is the keeper of my thoughts....gathering them like gifts and sprinkling her magic over my sometimes sordid tales, protecting them. (Ahh, C, you didn't know I placed so much responsiblity on you girls, did you?) And as for finding your pics so fast...we couldn't WAIT! Been cheering from the sidelines so had to know the score! Beautiful, beautiful pics!
The way your mind reads the words is the way they are meant to be heard...When we have children, we raise them up to be the best we can, and then we let them fly....yellow butterflies in the wind....we hope they take the best, leave the worst to rot in their bedroom closets, and most of all have peace....these pictures, these words, are the same....they're born of my soul, my idle Sunday thoughts, my sleepless nights, and once cast away...become their own. I don't know what faces they show you, for it belongs to them...and perhaps, to the open arms that catch them.
Peace, love and C is real. Like you, I have never met her, but perhaps....
known her for a million years
SAS...you give me chills~ your beautiful soul is so bright...i have known you for a million years...your truth speaks volumes in your art, every turn of your mighty markers keeps me at the edge of my seat starring into your life like a mirror...we are all connected in some way~ some more than others there is beauty in all people if we choose to see it~ i feel your spirit thru your art and thru your words such a lovely spirit...glad to be a part of the connection Thank you~ my sweet soul sista~ warm regards...Christine~
C- you give me thrills! When I look in the mirror, I don't always like what I see, at the moment, even though it's meant to be... so in this funhouse, this life, to know that these penciled images flip, take on their own existance, and land belly up in another world, face to the heavens...safe....is karma charmed. Peace, love and meant-to-be's.....
L is for listen
'Tell me more'
L is for
Like Little Lost Lions Lazily Licking Lemon Laced Lollipops Laced with Love
you wish.
LOL @ previous posts.
L is for Lullaby, Love
Hush Little Baby, Don't Say A Word
L is for life & liberty
Thanks everyone. I was kinda feelin' the living, loving, learning thing. She's another paper kite...different lives, different jives. As always, peace
Let's not forget L is for laughter,too.
I believe L is for Light. Light that opens the door to, love, creativity, acceptance, and appreciation. All these things SAS represents. Love Ya, LY
Love the comments....Love, Listen, Lions, Lullaby, Liberty, Light...this piece, like so many others, is really nice. So I will add some L words to the list.
Linger.
Learn.
Laugh.
Lindaloulollipop, ILY...you always see the light no matter what...
Stone tosser...welcome and and we need to learn to laugh and linger there....
the neighbors wife(wouldn't that make you the neighbor, too?) we just need to have a street party....
maybe invite peeping paul! lol! Paul, you're always invited!
You guys need to all get blogs! So we can linger, peep, laugh, open the door and visit YOUR world!
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