#20 The blue planet

Back in Texas things are not actually this lonely but this little guy makes it seem so. Featured here dreaming of the Ben Stainken planet where people are happier and there are ninjas and things just make more sense. He's made of some small empty boxes and a beaded wire heart. His arms and head have swivel joints thanks to some great pins I found so expect some more dynamic puppets coming up. 

B and B

let's open a bed and breakfast by

the roar of the sea with a competing roar

of a fireplace

Inside a soft yellow, classic house

along a sea wall with a porch swing lazily swinging

in the wind off the ocean. 

Back and forth so easy like the way we'll breathe

once we're free from 

constraint and restraint

growing in the freedom of the sea foam

and living among the weeds.

Caring for the lost or weary or tired

and finding out just how much 

energy we can have from that care

and all the love we have to share.

Like a couple of birds

We'll make a home, you and me, 

and open it up for all to see 

The love that grows there

among the shells on every bookcase,

and inside the spaghetti sauce of the dinner

we'll make singing in the kitchen together

and serve to one long table so 

all the patrons can sit and share together

and find something they were looking for

whether they knew it or not.

Let's open a bed and breakfast

just you and me

and let the world see

the love we share

by the walls of the sea.