Saturday, June 05, 2010

Sometimes you have to...

Chalk everything up to experience....





And run away...


Find Sunshine in places you'd never think to look...

Sometimes,
you just have to
Pretend....

9 comments:

kj said...

How how true

and sometimes you can turn around and sometimes not

I'm wanting you to be okay and later fine

xoxo
kj

singleton said...

KJ...Muah! And you are so right, sometimes you can and sometimes you can't,
sometimes you should and sometimes
you shouldn't...
Until then,
there are dirt roads,
tidal pools,
dragonflies and butterflies to chase,
naked walls that scream "Grafitti Me",
Bartops that welcome elbows...

And Peace...
the tiny ticket we have to find
wadded up in our back pocket,
faded from a thousand washes,
the little reminder
that
in the end...
It's the only thing that wins...


All's good friend, maybe better than ever, but resting quietly under a make~believe umbrella on an accidental Oasis...
Waiting to be discovered in the chaos...

Much Peace and Love....

skinnylittlesister said...

Red-eyed and blue faced,
white knuckled & green thumbed,
chalked up & colorful...
waiting to be washed away.

Meet you at the curb. ILY

skinnylittlesister said...

The Sun Still Shines, above and below...and the chalks still stain my fingers. ILY

singleton said...

ILYSVVM littlesister!

And more:)

Oceanshaman said...

Fake it 'til you make it, baby . . .

Keep putting one foot in front of other . . .

The sun will poke through the fog at the oddest of moments . . .

P&L . . .

eric1313 said...
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eric1313 said...

Did you write this one for me?

LOL! It's kinda what I have always done...


Universal truth
sung from the mountain top
for one
...or maybe two

when the bottle stops on me
I'll make like a teenager
and tell it like it should be:

take the dare
take the chance
take the fall

and let the bruises heal
come as they may

time to pretend
i'm a diamond with the blaze
of light's life
~love~
sending gifts to your eye
my candy so sweet you'll cry
an ocean for the taste

a dimestore dali lama
trying to

be

immaculate

like the sky at dawn
liquid fire oceans so wide

singleton said...

Oceans....
Yup, sometimes the dusty ole sun just barely rollin' over under the fog...is the best one. No need to fake it, I can find tiny little slivers of her magic anywhere...
Even
if I have to pretend...
Close my eyes
and pixie~dust the magic in:)

Eric...You're a wild one these days, writing like the old days, in your coat of many colors! The words are awesome, friend!