Peace is my Every Wish, Singleton Hippie Art and Words

I bit my lip,
and twirled my hair,
into knotted cinnamon twists,
dangling......

And in the forced damp air
of the vintage camper....

I counted....
forced myself to wonder,

to wander,

to dream
of The Ten Desires...


And made it to seven....
in my tin can heaven...

Words and Artwork (c) Copyright Singleton 2013.  

Singleton Hippie Art, The Girl with The Swirl

The Girl with The Swirl
(c) Singleton 2009
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And in the morning....
Long before sunrise,
wide eyes
and the scratchy sound
of the Morning News
wakes the world,
She's a Mermaid....

Finger painting little "I love you"s...
in the sand...
Splashing in paisley colored tidal pools...
gathering periwinkles for hide and sink,
Etch~a~sketching tatted lace
from the footprints of
tiny sideways crabs
and Seagulls on parade...

The Girl with The Swirl...

9 x 12 Watercolor with colored pencils, markers and sharpies. Because I believe in the Ocean. And in 10 days, she'll believe in me again...

Singleton Hippie Art, The Psychedelic Sea, The Original

Psychedelic Sea
(C) Singleton 2009
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He followed the sound,
guitar strings and tambourines,
southern voices in the wind...
knowing that
there in the nightcrowd
he would find me,
barefooted and gypsy dressed,
dancing in the ocean spray...

Full moons,
martini moons,
and a gazillion empty moons
have passed...

And I go
there still...
a mermaid ghost...
dancing on the dunes,
at the edge
of
a
psychedelic sea....

And in the wind,
I hear him laughing...

Knowing...

Remembering what it was like
to be
Free....

11 by 15 original on heavyweight Strathmore watercolor cold press. Watercolors, Acrylics, colored pencils and Ink...The tattered peace sign was drawn, crumpled, and abandoned on the porch for months before being rescued to rest like a hurricane in the center of this picture. The mermaid was born of another thought, another memory, a dream...that was never finished, and probably never will be, so she's come back to visit the sea. Letters were lifted from an old magazine. Together, they make the Psychedelic Sea...A collage, of sorts.

Hippie Singleton Art, Peace~Let it Shine

Peace, Let it Shine
(C) Singleton 2009


Sunrain....
the light early morning
glitter of a lazy
sun
stretching...
her wispy golden arms
reaching,
blonde locks cascading upward,
caught in the sudden
static electricity of a new day...

Peace rises...
And while the night
rolls over,
covers his head
with the thick
warm blanket of yesterday,
I salute the sun

and embrace the second chance
today brings...

Original hippie mandala, a tribute to the Sun and the power of hope....Colored markers, pencils, sharpie on archival heavy weight paper. Drawn, colored and collaged onto a vintage vinyl LP...The Doors~Waiting for the Sun. 12 inches across, 12 inches high

Little White Lies, Singleton Hippie Art

Little White Lies
(c) Singleton 2009
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Standing over me
like an aging rock star,
wearing his crystal blue eyes like
bling...
he muttered
"Silly little girl
with all your peace~love hoo~hah,
who do you think believes you?"

And I never lifted my head,
never let go of the colors,
the lines,
the flow...
Never let go of the spirit...

"I do"....

Drawn on reclaimed cardstock....colored markers, pencils, ink, peace, love, and yesterday.

Peace is a Vintage Dress, Singleton Hippie Art

(C) Singleton 2009

















It was the light from the stairway
door
dancing in smokey shadows....
long arms reaching out and touching
each and every garment there....
rattling old metal coat hangers....
Making me Look....

And there in the attic,I found her....
A thousand memories old...
the dress she loved in.....
perfectly pressed between the cornflower blue shirt
and the musky old trenchcoat of a stranger...
And when my eyes and the light were one...
I knew...

This was the dress I would wear...
barefooted at the ocean's edge,
in cowboy boots to our pretend Saloon...
This was the dress
I would wear
in my dreams.......

Watercolors, markers and Ink on a love~worn Sunday.....

The Change, Singleton Hippie Art 2009

Obama for Peace
(c) Singleton 2009



"And there was a noise,
a whisperin' the wind,

and it grew
and grew
and grew...

Until it could be heard...

The Change...."

Colored markers, pencils, sharpies and the belief that Change is here...now...

Peace and Love....

The Moon in her Arms, Singleton Hippie Art 2009

(c) Singleton 2009
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She wooed him,
cooed him,
reached out to him
with long ballet fingers,
butterflies to his latenight soul...
And he went to her,
basked in her warmth...
and found himself at home....

At the wrong time,
in the wrong place ,
in her arms
and
Accidently in peace...

11 by 11 on mat board. Food coloring and shaving cream, colored markers, pens, and pencils. Watercolors. Peace and Love, Hippie Art from a Saturday morning memory.

Peace is a Paisley Dress, Singleton Hippie Art

Peace is a Paisley Dress
(c) Singleton 2008
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October swing,
wooden and crickety,
crooked and old...
tick~tocking over the gravel driveway...
I lean way back
and stretch my legs out
pointy toed to
kiss the sky
and swing higher,
rock dust
powdering my cheeks,
eyes closed.

And I remember...

The sound of the tires
crunching the gravel...
Peek~a~boo smiles...
Accidental million mile hello's...

And in the wind,
my paisley dress
dances,
one last ballet fading...

And swinging here....
swooping back to earth and flying high...
I'm a butterfly for just a moment...

11 x 11 Orignal on recycled cardboard. Background tye dyed with shaving cream and food coloring. Paisley Peace scribbled from this hippie's memories....

Peace Garden, Singleton Outsider Hippie Art

Peace Garden
(c) Singleton 2008
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Teeny Tiny seeds,
trinkets of
yesterday...
mood rings and
broken chains,
pennies painted red,
ticket stubs from
nights well spent...

Broken thoughts and
stories,
lyrics to unfinished love songs,
Beginnings with blurry
make~believe endings....

Memories....
Feel the love....
let 'em grow....

Peace Garden and other beer enhanced Hippie Art from Singleton available at Just Give Me Peace on Etsy

Recycled cardstock, recycled cigar box, beer bottle cap from thoroughly enjoyed bot of Mich light, markers, ink, hand~me~down watercolors and glitter!

Peace is a Mirror, Singleton Hippie Art 2008

Peace is a Mirror
(c) Singleton 2008

Chaos raining,
broken glass,
in a summer shower
and
I'm a
barefoot hippie
skipping
over
splintered
puddles,
dancing in
the mud.

Chaos raining,
reaking,
wrecking,
afternoon storms
brewing,
stewing,
making perfect
tell-tale
spooky stories....

Slumber party hoo~hah.....

And it's morning....
and I touch the tired face in the mirror,
embrace her,
go to her....

Peace is a place
within.....

Souvenier, (c) Singleton 2008 hippie art

Souvenier
(c) Singleton 2008

Wet T shirts piled on the floor,
faces and places
covered in sand
and yesterday's salt....
wilting,
and waiting their turn for
tomorrow....

And i tiptoe over them in the morning,
psychedelic jelly fish fading in their has~been glory,
souveniers
of
another
night
dredging
sand dollars
from the mouths of
yesterday's peace......


IMYSVVFM

Preachin' to the Sky, Singleton hippie art 2008

Preachin' to the Sky
(c) Singleton 2008

It's 2 A.M.
and we're building
bonfires of beer bottles,
crackling, snapping,
breaking
in a pick-up stick pile,
amber
disco lights
under yesterday's moon.

In the morning
you won't remember
the perfect sequence
of the stories,
the way we played
hokie-pokie
with
the fire....
the spells
the magpie fairies cast...
but you'll smile....

And I'll keep preachin' to the sky....

The Invitation, Singleton 2008 Outsider Hippie Art

The Invitation
(c) Singleton 2008
Family Collection

Elbows on the bar,
black beer coddled,
warming,
a mosquito pond
at his fingertips....
He sat,
sipping the same
old nightime magic,
waiting
on change
to come
slipping through
the roadside doors.

He wasn't expecting
the butterfly,
accidentally
momentarily
lost by fate,
flitting in and flitting out,
just long enough to
brush him,
rush him...

And in in the days
and nights that followed,
he watched for her,
left the doors open,
the windows wide,
eyes waiting....
but,
Peace is a passion dance
and she had whispered
without words,
the invitation that
was always there...

"Come Dance with Me....."

The Gift, Singleton 2008 Hippie Art

The Gift
(c) Singleton 2008
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Little signs,
yellow wings,
forgotten songs,
martini moons,
stacking,
unfolding like perfect paper dolls
and landing,
dancing,
at my feet.....
bread crumbs in the forest...

"This way"......
And I almost didn't go,
weary of the whisper on my neck....
"This way"....
a little louder,
a Stevie Ray Vaughn
lull~a~bye
slowly
gently
rocking my world.

And then I knew.

Door number one.
Two.
Three.

"This way".....
I walked around them all
and there,
where it had been all
along was

The Gift....

Choose Peace,
and
ride with me.....

I wanna live, Singleton Outsider Hippie Art 2007

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......

Telephone lines....Singleton 2007 Outsider Hippie Art, Just Give me Peace

TELEPHONE LINES
(c)Singleton 2007


I'm twirling the make believe
curly que cord in my hand,
my hair
tangled
and matted
and bed-headed after
hearing you breathe
sigh
pause.

And we hang up
in "say the words"
and
I don't even listen,
don't want to know,
don't even want to hear them again,
Just want to find
peace
in
remembering
And
whispering
the words like a chantra
I know you'll never forget

And I
don't want
to
wreck what I remember,
you remember,
we remember,
with what if's and could'ves and
unlimited minutes of
fairytales

In the early morning hours,
I welcome the dial tone......

Gimme Peace, Singleton 2007, Outsider Art

Gimme Peace
Outsider Hippie Female Art
(C) 2007 Singleton

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Just give me peace
and
you can keep
the change....
.

I'll float...
fudgesicle in a coffee cup...
.

melting....
.
.









Hippie Journals available now
Colored markers, ink, pencils and all that hoo-hah on a rainy day...8 1/2 by 11

In the Deep Deep Sea..., Singleton, 2007, Outsider Art

In The Deep Deep Sea...
Outsider Hippie Woman Art
(c) Singleton 2007

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In the deep, deep sea
We played Russian Roulette,
and you gambled with fate...
stuffing your pockets with Christmas tinsel tokens...

If you could cash them in at the corner store,
you'd be a millionaire,
but it's the deep, deep sea...
and when we don't hold on to them for dear life,
they're pulled away....

by the clawing, scratching tide ...

Emptying your blue jeaned pockets...
splashing your soul ...
burying you...
face first
into the sand....

81/2 by 11 cardstock. Colored markers, pencils, pens, soul, and all that hoo hah

The Pusher, Singleton 2007, Outsider Art

The Pusher,
Outsider Hippie Woman Artwork
(c) Singleton 2007

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It's dark
and there's nothing.
I can't breathe,
but I hear butterflies panting, whispering...
and I know you're there...

Waiting....
With the fix.

I'm tainted now.
Torn.
Thorned.
Breathless.

And then it's dark again,
and there's nothing.

Nothing at all but the butterflies
panting, whispering, dancing in the dark.....

8 1/2 by 11 on cardstock. All that colored hoo hah