Evening Sky

From the pigeon pooped park bench,
I could see the wonder
that of an evening sky...

A practice in doodles

A page in the thoughts of a wandering soul

Hearts Three

''Doesn't matter if you are heartless sometimes

  I just made three

  one for you ,one for me

  and a spare one for when it

  breaks again

  to keep me company.''

P.S: I hope you wont ever use my brush again

Flying over Crayon buildings

Wheeee!!

I'm flying high, in my favorite Red cape and stripey socks!

The Birdhouse

I want you birds

to come make a home

come make a home

in the little birdhouse

I found it at the shopping aisle

hidden among a thousand things

it promised me a bird that sings

Lonely bird upon the poplar tree

I'm sure you would certainly agree

sing in a frenzy, sing loud, sing free

sing to me a robin song

for its been long, far too long...