Learning to fly

Freedom is a friend
that leaves you well alone
to fly with the birds
till you reach your home

Paying Tribute

Memories are treasures none can steal
Death leaves a wound no one can heal
Life is eternal, love will remain
hope its a long time till we meet again

The hat pays a visit to friends and foes that have fallen from his hand and by his own hand.

Episode #7 The Dawning of a new day

Time to rise again
time to face the day
time to pay the price
of not being mr nice

The hat rises again like a phoniex from the ashes, its a new day and the start of a new era in the life of the hat.

Truth Hurts

Bullets sting like blades
on a golden friday sun
truth stirs the eyes
what have i become

With much regret the hat lies wounded contemplating all he has done

Shot Down

I shot a man in reno
but he went and shot me back
i had an honor to defend
as he tried to take my hat

After notching up 23 kills in a tequilla fueled spree the hat is gunned down in a hail of bullets.Blood is shed which is pictured below in ths hat abstract bonus pic.

Going Hunting

A hunter lies within
its part of every man
I wonder if the cavemen
ever had a low calorie plan

The hat needs meat!

I combined 2 images one an abstract of the hat

Waiting for the bird

The birds the birds oh how they fly
stick a sickle in their eye
watch them float and watch them drop
hear the blood drip .. drip drop drip drop

It seems something sinister from the forest has infused itself into the hat affecting who ever shall wear the hat.

(theres a bird in this shot just near the front of the hat... kinda inspired me to channel some Hitchcock combined with some sylar)