Sunday, June 23, 2013

Like Vincent

like vincent
i paint
in the wind...
like vincent
i cry
at the sun...

not out
of misery...
but because
beauty at times
is too painful 
to behold....

1 comment:

  1. Bobby, my name is Dave, Bob Ross' grandson. We met on the Sunset Strip a few years back when you were riding your motorcycle. Just trying to connect and see how you are.
    Email me at if you'd like.