‘Concrete angel’
Concrete angel It was a Spring morning in Austin, Texas in 1995. Yearly poetry weekend was here. My favorite time of the year. My only attempt at verbal poetry for me when… Continue reading
Concrete angel It was a Spring morning in Austin, Texas in 1995. Yearly poetry weekend was here. My favorite time of the year. My only attempt at verbal poetry for me when… Continue reading
The moonlight and you I found her again on a rainy Fall October night and I fell to my knees and I told her. When I lost you. I learn I could… Continue reading
Originally posted on FLOALOGY:
INHALE AND EXHALE ? Breathe in Breathe out Right here in this very moment No matter where you are Or have been While trying to figure life out And…
I remember you, I remember us Once we were young and free. You were my California dream and I was your Hemingway. We roamed highway one for one year and we sang, drank… Continue reading
Spring Equinox Today is the 21 of March. Sweet Spring, wonderful Spring is here. The birds have returned and they are singing praise to the morning sun. Their blessed morning song to remind… Continue reading