‘Lover, murderer and the damn memories’
Dear December The war couldn’t kill me and I returned home in 1992 and I called you. A sweet voice answered the phone and you whispered. Dear Johnnie. Please come home to me,… Continue reading
Monthly Archive: August, 2018
POEMS FROM MY TRAVELS, EGYPT
Originally posted on Leila Samarrai:
image: ankh symbol Painting by Liana Horbaniuc 1 I, who travel the world ruled by a bestial frenzy, I am the pain of the sufferer and the distorted…
Will You Still Remember?
Originally posted on DammyWrites:
Will You Still Remember When your legs don’t work like they used to And my eyes become caged within lens When you lose your penchant for make-up And my…
My ambrosia
My Ambrosia Exposed legs, open bottle of wine and the dust of the day is a-coming. You have waited for me. You sat near the window and swam in deep thoughts. I wondered… Continue reading
Pretty Jen
Pretty Jen Was I running toward you or running from you? You were so damn pretty and so confused. I loved you once, in 1986 and we were just babies.… Continue reading
Secret love
Secret love Once brave man is quiet now. Bloody life led him to lonely place and the Monterey bay. He called an old phone number and he listen. A sweet voice… Continue reading
Summer days
Summer days I love the hazy and lazy days of Summer. The hot days are welcome and the long days at the lake is appreciated. The grandchildren are content, the… Continue reading
‘Please take my hand, please take my heart’
Please take my hand, please take my heart. Old man told the young soldier in the Fort Louis NCO club. You must die to learn to live, you must lose everything to… Continue reading
‘Poetry, drink and your memory.’
The rays of the sun Drunk man wishing, alone on destined hill. He dreamed she was near. He dreamed he was in her embrace and her tender fingers were caressing his face.… Continue reading
In A Nutshell #39
Wonderful words and thoughts shared by a talented writer.