Hello, Singleton 2008 Hippie Outsider Art

Hello(c) Singleton 2008SOLD It's a red day,a bar~room coaster day,accidently scribbled on,"Hello, it's me"....Forever was firstin lineand last to takethe chanceand just in caseI forgot to tell you,even when I'm gone,forever is a memory,tripped over,leaned over,hidden in the second dresser drawer,"peace~love"....Say the words....

I've known you forever, Singleton 2008 outsider hippie art

I've known you forever(C) Singleton 2008Private CollectionI met an angelby fateor happenchance.sitting out a danceon the sidewalk of these pages,and he whisperedto my soul,in his raspyyesterday voice,with old wordsin an old language,the one word I'vewaited to hear.....Eternity.....And I knew then,what I had to whisper back.......Peace.......Hippie Journal available now

Tink you, baby, Singleton 2007 Outsider Hippie Art

Tink you, Baby!(c) Singleton 2007SOLDCatch me if you can,a butterfly parade in the wet morning grass,yellow and mellow, dancing in pinstriped socks,in the face of graffiti splashed on a ricketyfence,an underpass,a concrete wall...."She was here"......In Christmas tinsel,spider web strings,silvery summer rain,the last strand, the next strand, the lost strandof long blonde hair......Catch me if

And there will be peace, Singleton 2007 Outsider hippie art

And there will be Peace(c) Singleton 2007The hawk hoveredgliding/slicingpapercutting the skyinto a zillion littlepieces ofbaby blueindigo blueforgotten blueconfettirainingfallingcrashingdownInto the moonlit and henna dirtymudpuddleAnd I watched my reflection there....waiting....On the sky to sinka thousand 501 bluesin jagged little piecesto the very bottom,heavyand fading...And for the sun to

All I want for Christmas, Singleton Outsider Hippie Art

All I want for Christmas(c) Singleton 2007 She whispered tothe wind,who always listens,to the painted fence,a wooden confidant,the bouganvilla,with it's drunkenblooms,cups filled overflowing,moonshine for the soulsof butterflies..."All I want for Christmas,are trinket twigsto build this nest,this next,this everything to come,and stonesto line theskipping path,torock and rollme home....All I

Superstitions, Singleton Outsider Hippie Art

Superstitions(c) Singleton 2007She knelt...The girl with thesilver spoon,bent andrustedscrapedon the sidewalkfrom scavengingfood for the soul,andplaced her hands,palms downon the coolwet earthto feel it's heartbeat.And she heardthe trains,one thousand faces inthe windowsgoing nowhere,and the bottom of the ocean,ten million milesoffairytale lifefloating,andthe sound ofcolor,never heard by anyone

The Butterfly Bride, Singleton 2007 Outsider Hippie Art

Butterfly Bride(c) Singleton 2007SOLDYou rocked heryou rolled heryou spun her in the sand,taboocoquina cocoonand captured her,keepsake treasure,a day in the park...She said "I do"and "I will"and "I am"and "forever"but she wastalking to the windand you weren't listening,butterflies are free.....in case you didn't notice....