ON THE FLY(c) Singleton 2007
On the Himalaya
spinning,
holding on
to hands
rails
moments
noise
Riding
over and over again
on a
cardboard ticket stub
until we're spent
and the only
thing left
is an empty pocket
and the sultry
high
from
being on the fly
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13 comments:
Sometimes it's good to be On the Fly! Living on the edge by the seat of you pants...dodging lifes bullets! Being spontaneous! Good for the soul. It's crazy but yet you hear a lil'voice in your minds eye, that gut feelin and somehow you know everythings gonna be alright... Your spirit guides you~
C....Oh you are so right, the shorter life gets, the better we should live it....on the fly, baby! Laughing, loving, and yup, sometimes even daring! And the spirits do guide, don't they?
Peace~love sweet girl!
Singleton~I am visiting your blog for the first time....your artwork is lovely--it is beautiful! amazing. Thank you for dropping in to visit mine so I could be delighted by your work!
cindy/scribblescrabble
Cindy...Thank you. Had to stop by and say hi when I found you at SandraK's.....that woman is amazing!
peace~love
Welcome to Our World
Yes, Sandra is amazing. I just love her. She is as beautiful on the inside as she is on the out.
Please...
Do drop by my blog site occasionally. From what I understand, I need lots of visitors as a platform for my book--the nicest surprise though, is how much I enjoy blogging meeting new people on it! I find myself thinking about all sorts of things to add to the site--once I figure out exactly HOW to do that....
Peace~love right back to you
C
This is amazing.
I love every intoxicating detail,
every word waiting to be said,
waiting for no reason, really,
maybe just to catch a breath
so they can be said.
waiting to be blown away...
on the right gust of wind
toward the only ear they'ed ever
want to have hear their precious
sigh of vertigo delerium
waiting only for lights to go out
and the music to fall down low
so its earthbound fog rolls
gently around us when we land
when every word
will have company;
until company
nolonger needs
to be heard,
only,
felt
cindy....well, I don't know exactly yet what the platform for your book is,and I'll be so interested to follow this from the get go. Along the way you'll meet a lot of souls...some strolling...some lurking...some kind, and some not quite so....and some that your life may very well become intertwined with. Folks on the street, have no idea the kindred bond that tethers likened souls together in this little blogland....I've been blessed in life and here, on these pages, and at thehippieparade to make lifelong friends.... I hope the same comes true for you and the circle grows and grows and grows....
peace~love and new roads for you to travel.....
Eric....
"on the right gust of wind
toward the only ear they'ed ever
want to have hear their precious
sigh of vertigo delerium"
vertigo delerium......Unbelievable!
Beautiful.....
And if I could draw in one swift
heartstroke
I could see her
now
in
vertigo
delerium,
but she's
waiting.....
peace~love my prophetic, poetic, soulful friend
woo-hoo, vertigo delerium is yours, then.
Color her like the sunlight
turning rain
into paint
and somewhere it is said...
a pot of gold
if
you're lucky
eric....
clink!
watch for colors!
She looks so much like you ... and probably is you.
Your sense of color always fit together so well ... much detail always in your work yet never obstructing the view .....
although my sense & understanding of poem, words and verse are so inadequte but reading the comments are always enligthening
drips....it's funny, their faces, expressions, stories are always different and yet the same....skinny and I are forever claiming them as look-alikes of ourselves, and yet probably, they are more just feel-alikes.....
and the stories go on.....
Thank you, sweet friend
Oh yeah, baby! I totally forgot about Vertigo Delirium.
That one's going in the drafts right now.
Clink! x20
eric.....
clinkity tinkity tink! What treasures we've left laying around on the porch floors!
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