Charlie can talk to his sons
Charlie can talk to his daughters
Charlie can talk to his wife
But he can't bare his soul completely
He can't talk to them
The way he could talk to you, Louie
To you before you died
He circles and he circles
But he crashes before he lands
He crashes before he makes contact
He crashes and he crashes and
He burns
Peace to you and watch those hard landings
11 comments:
Twisselman! Cool illustration, and I like your writing too! Thought provoking. Peace.
Louie should have waited, he should have stayed a little longer, and now you're alone Charlie. I hate Louie.
sometimes thats the situation u find your self in no matter hard hard to try to avoid it. fitting words for the pic; michael dailey
I love the simple landscape, perhaps a field in Salinas? Very moody poem and art. Love it!
Hey...thanks for stopping by the studio last week. That was so nice of you. Sorry that I missed you though. Would have loved to show you around. I had a piece featured in last week's GO section. Go lolo!
great writing and awesome piece!
Ditto to Michelle's comments. Great job.
'awesome' is the word to describe this entry. cool illustration, twisselman
and peace to you...
Very thought provoking. Your text always enhances the illustration. This one seems quite sad.
Peace.
Love the landscape and the tease of something crashed, the poem is equally as moody...
which leads me to say....
Cheer up Twissleman! The sun is out again!
;0)
I love this!
Kinda sums up the last 4 weeks of my life ... but things are looking up!
Big hug & a happy smooch,
The Tart
; *
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