THE CAST IRON HARLOTSingleton 2007
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Neon signs
flying by,
blowing in the wind,
toppled over....
roadside crosses
blurred....
daring
us to
go faster
jump the bridge,
crash....
I woke up
with
popcorn in my hair...
and the dream,
nothing more
than
kool-aid stains,
dancing on the
white-white
of innocence
or
foolishness.
Faster, please....
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14 comments:
you are amazing! This cast iron harlot is sooooo gorgeous, purple and green hair, and........ those eyes just filled with dreams, you drew them all in.
And the poem is fantastic...
faster please, indeed, that can be done.
I still haven't slept since yesterday... my good ideas are about out for the night. But I can't sleep like this, either.
Damn good art, Sing. Wild and beutiful like flowerson the prairie
eric....you poetic little nightingale, once going, your words dance across the world for hours, a sleepless roller coaster, laying tracks just seconds before and after every unexpected turn. So nice to have you writing and rolling again, my friend!
...BEWARE AND BE CAREFUL SINGLETON...HARLOTS CAN'T EVEN SPELL PEACE...YOU'RE NO HARLOT, SINGLETON...I CAN VOUCH FOR THAT...I REMEMBER THE GOOD GIRL SINGLETON
Wow! Kinda spooky little warning to wake up to, Nick...Hope everything is going well with you and your world. All is good here, this piece was inspired by a dream a friend had, a biker's dream....
and it was a good dream....
Wow... she is beautiful!
Gosh, I remember our conversations about 'The Iron Skillet Harlot'... what a place to be! If we build it, they will come...which may be why it is, like so many things in our lives, still 'undone.'
I love how your artwork sends everyone in different directions mentally & emotionally...as always, interpretation is in the eye's of the inspector. You have such a beautiful gift to share with all of us sister!
Sweet SLB....yup, unfinished, undone, unknown even....but resting here, waiting to unfold.... draped in the colors of a new day, a new dream! And yes, everyone travels in different directions,sees different sights along the way, and I rarely if ever tell where I was coming from....a moment, a thought, a conversation overheard....preferring instead that they have wings of their own! ILYSVVM!
...IN THIS CASE THEN, I DON'T MIND MISUNDERSTANDING...
...AND, GREECE IS WONDERFUL, THANK YOU.
...HOPE DITTOS FROM ME TO YOU...
She is beautiful! I love her flowery chi chi's! What a creative mind. Your artwork still tugs at my soul. I would love to run barefoot thru your mind~ Betcha you could draw some Rockn Tattoos! Oh yeah! You tell your hands what to do and they do it. Hugs to you and Paige my sweet soul sistas...
Nick....Glad you are loving the homeland. Enjoy and make memories and life is good!
C...Oh, we've been stewing up for that tattoo thing for a while now! Waiting on my henna to get here straight from Skinny's fridge so I can start scribbling on the skin....So nice to see your hippie little smile again! Peace, love my girl!
....YADA YADA YADA AND A THOUGHT - YOU ARE A MERCEDES P. - YOU DON'T NEED A BUMPER STICKER...
Ha! Well, if I don't get this broken foot healed and pitch this concrete block hanging around my ankle soon, I'm gonna end up the size of a Mercedes!
I CAN RECOMMEND A GREGARIOUS PODIATIST...HA
LOL! Got one! and he did a great job of putting me back together....I might set off a few alarms from now on with the new trinkets, but I'm not long from dancin'!.....
She sure is pretty Sister Sing... love her wild hippie spirit
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