swing that beat dripping off the tin

that beat dripping with the tin a swingin’!

dripping off the tin swinging hips beat.

Got a love a memory made of spring within the breath of winter.  The snow is piling up, melting, freezing into glassy ice, and melting once again.

Then again, in parts like spring; warm, humid, and lovely.

Wherever you are today, I pray you are safe.  I pray you know your worth.  I pray you speak your voice.

Paint much love, always
Connie Karleta Sales
a.k.a. This Crooked Little Flower

brushstrokes made of green, 1 1/14
brushstrokes made of green, 1 1/14″ x 1″, ink, charcoal, graphite, paper, CKS, 2016
Posted by:Connie Karleta Sales

artist, poet, educator, public speaker and thriver! Smiles and unpaved roads are the way I roll :D