Moon by Night

 

I drew this some time ago.

The wonder of giving away your art is that returning to it later, having forgotten it, is a gift in itself, even when it is not as impressive as you remember it.

That Forgotten Sock

 

 

Oh, the excitement of finding a lost sock, dusty and long forgotten under the bed. I could jump for joy.

Heartbreak

A Poem About Heartbreak

There once was a mother,

who went yon suther,

and bought her son some shoes.

She then went back,

with these shoes that were black,

and gave them to her son.

"Your shoes are so old,

those shoes are so bad," she jittered.

"So full of holes, it makes me sad."

"But mother," he said,

"Why must I throw them away?"

She said: "'They make you look like a hobo,'

they'd say."

So the very next day,

her son went to school,

convinced by his mother that these shoes were actually cool.

But he'd been played for a fool, as these had been lies,

and now he walked around with shoes twice his size.

 

Neighbour to a Dragon

This dragon tries on his new pair of shoes, a gift given from his thoughtful neighbours. Though the shoes themselves don't fit him, he is thrilled that at last his new found friends have reached out to him with a token of neighbourship and acceptance. After trying the shoes on and examining his happy self in the mirror, he returns them to their door with a note politely stating that the shoes are slightly too small for him, but he is thankful for their consideration and he really hopes they have a good afternoon.