Friday, July 24, 2009

Singleton Hippie Art, I'm Feeling Blue



I'm Feeling Blue
(c) Singleton 2009
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Ticker tape words blah-blah-blahing...
like chicken scratch...
the over and over and over again
hum drum sound of
everyday noise
made out to be something
Carnivalesque
and Grand....

I'm bored with it all...
and feeling blue...

Sharpie and colored pencils scribbled on the first page I opened in "Dancing on my Grave".... torn out and scribbled in a moment of blues....

9 comments:

  1. I'm with you kid- it gets so hummy drummy sandy

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  2. ibeati....
    Clink! I second that! For some reason yesterday a blue wind passed through and I couldn't kick it. So I did what big girls do, I cried. I cried for all the big things, the little things, for strangers, for lost loves, for missed mortgage payments, for fallen butterflies, skinned knees...all of it... And then I had a beer:)

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  3. My beloved friend,

    Funny that wind... how it changes colour on ya without warning...

    I wanted to tell you that I've
    found the ocean again

    Somehow I stepped off
    the plane
    And in my 'gotta pay da bills' rush
    landed here
    in Coffs Harbour

    A hospital by
    the sea

    When the light begins to fade
    and work is over
    There is a little forest
    path that leads
    to a sand covered staircase
    overlooking the foam

    I stand there singin
    my little songs
    And the blue lover sings back to
    me

    Mysteries and promises
    dancing on her breath

    Wish you were here
    So i could sit with you
    on the sand
    and tell you just how
    much your peace~love has meant
    still means

    to me,
    the world,
    and the butterflies

    Love to you,

    Maithri

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  4. Even when you're blue, your work is beautiful, lovely and inviting. I love EVERYTHING you do!!!!

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  5. Ahhh....Maithri....
    I wish I could climb on the rooftop
    and
    wave to you!
    And a gazillion blue miles
    later you'd see me...
    Peeking over the waves,
    Jumping high enough,
    two fingers raised,
    for you to know
    it's not your imagination...
    And you'd wave back:)
    Muah,
    sweet friend,
    Kiss the sea for Me....
    Sing to her!
    Dance at her feet....

    Much Love to you, too



    ActingJournal...Wow! How incredibly talented you are! I'm wild about your artwork and thrilled you've come to visit! Thank you so very, very much!

    Much Peace,
    And even on Blue Days...
    There's a music we can dance too..

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  6. This piece, it's in the moment. Honest and sincere.
    I really like it.

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  7. Toria...Thank you...the moment was long and heavy like a dusty old blue velvet dress....And I wore it everywhere....in my words, my thoughts, the crooked laugh lines on my face....

    May the new days be splashed with color....
    And Peace....

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  8. Love this one! Art and words, words and art. Delicious.

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  9. Orhan...Muah! It's been so long, I just lit up to see your name here! Thank you friend....and much peace, always.

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