YOUNG DEATH

Don't worry about dying,
my little one
It's just like flying
beyond the sun.

A land of love
for my little one,
And God above
to guide everyone.

Now you're gone
my little one
To the land beyond
where love is spun.

THE EVE OF MAN

At the break of day
When the moon is in full bloom
Snow lay on the ground
When summer came to soon.
The birds were chirping silently
Their confusion all to clear
Life holds many mysteries
And death is not to dear.
Day is dark and night is cold,
The children lost their way,
Without ears to listen with
Man had nothing to say.
Man was God and God was Man
Isolated worlds in which to stand,
In their minds so twisted
They made boulders of the sand.

"They" say that the eyes are a window to the soul. Eyes are a favorite of my artwork, this one was drawn with charcoal pencil and colored with pastels. c.1970

SING TO ME

Sing me a song of happiness
Make my heart dance in time with the song,
Laugh, rejoice, and be happy,
Sing to me all night long.

Now sing me a song that’s laid back,
Sing me a nice easy song,
Sing of love and gentle things,
Sing to me all night long.

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Make love to me with your music,

With our bodies singing the song,

Lost in a world of beauty,

Sing to me all night long.

Nude

Nude sketch, charcoal pencil

A Study in Charcoal Pencil 1