Looking for my Agnes
Looking for my Agnes Hemingway wrote of his Agnes. A love, who saved him and left him. Hemingway learn. Love in war, just gifts of the survivors. We must go home. Took… Continue reading
Looking for my Agnes Hemingway wrote of his Agnes. A love, who saved him and left him. Hemingway learn. Love in war, just gifts of the survivors. We must go home. Took… Continue reading
Mojo a-coming I left Ann Arbor in 1990. The dead man walking had nothing to lose. Joined a war to see, if he was alive or dead? The damn war taught me,… Continue reading
Baby-doll I had time, I had money and I couldn’t afford you pretty lady. You were dancing alone at the Stray cat Inn and you waved to me, to come to… Continue reading
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Darkness Falls in the Woods ? The mind is the womb where poems die making the soul an eternal lamentation exorcising the scent of death. From the mouth…
Russian roulette Beautiful young woman danced on a stage on the border of Austin Texas, moving like a beautiful butterfly in the breeze. She held the attention of the men holding… Continue reading
Damn those eyes My life had no beginning, no ending till I saw you. You were so beautiful. You made the drink taste bitter and my hunger to die. Forgotten. Those… Continue reading
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Payment due The guns are a blazing, war is alive and well. War contractors made 500 billion and wanting more. I pray God is a-watching. Ancient cities are burning down, people… Continue reading
New year, a new day. Yesterday is gone, today is here. Last year, big changes. Bloody life got twisted-up and turned around. Hard to tell, if am doing right or… Continue reading
Whiskey Dancing alone on the dance floor at the Jazz club. Moving her body with a gentle ease and making every movement of perfect long legs, wonderful womanly curves and hips. Permanent tattoos… Continue reading