I Wanna Live.....(c) Singleton 2007
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Hanging upside
down
batted
knotted wings
to the
indigo
leftover sky,
swaying,
waiting....
afraid of the light....
And now
in the yellow
incandescent
glow,
circling,
waiting for the morning....
draped in
borrowed wings
upright
higher
laughing......
gotta be free......
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11 comments:
Now this is truly spectacular!
I'm in awe of your gifts.
Love, M
free, life, peace, love.... you have shared so much of them ....
Maithri....
Clink! I almost crossed your path posting this one! I just got off the phone with Skinny, finishing off her final scribbles, and told my precious baby sib....this one is the one, the one that is finally me....Maybe, not in her likeness, but in her soul....her determination....I'm so glad you christened her with your clink!
Peace~love my friend
Wanna Live?
Oh yeah, baby, do we ever!
Gotta be Free?!
Got that right & for everything else there's mastercard ;)
She's almost as beautiful, inspiring & captivating as you & that spectacular mind of yours!
xoxoxox
Hey! look at all of us...all at once!
love it!
drips.....We're all crossing paths! Perhaps, we're all on the same roadtrip tonight....yeah, to peace, love, life....And don't you have to have all to have one? I so think so, I so believe.....
Peace~love~let the colors flow my friend, free......
Skinny! Clink~! OMG! Karmic! God, ILYSVVM!
May the circle, painted, electric, free.....be unbroken!
I love this.
Damn right she's you. Look at the eyes. They look like yours in your pictures. My eyes are darkest brown, too. Like the color of root bear.
Who are we kidding? They're all you and Skinny and Kimbies, and if not, they're part of you, part of your soul, extra hands drawn between the lines, the links in the circle. They're ghosts born of your mind's eye and your pencils and markers.
It's in her eyes, so I'm sure it's in her heart, as well.
No....Thank you so much for visiting....where I go when I'm lookin' for peace.....
Happy week-end, girl!
Eric...They are....face after face after story after story, the sisterhood....the places we've traveled to, or just barely tippy toed through, the hearts we've known, loved, lost, the fullness, the emptiness, the days and the nights....
And yes, the blue lady wears morning mocha eyes.....
Clink! To rootbeer and Saturdays....and 50 words or more!
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