The Poet and the Muse
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~ The Poet and the Muse ~ The poet’s love waits, beneath the willow where hope floats and dreams dance if only the muse could know the muse…
Daily Archive: December 22, 2019
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Lady of the lake.
Lady of the lake ——————————————————————————————- We loved the weeping willows trees by the lake, we loved the month of July and August. Once I wanted death and my lady of the… Continue reading
Be quiet dear lover
Be quiet dear lover/ Quédate The sky is grey and the sun is hidden behind the rain clouds in the early morning. You and I had traveled to Palma, Spain. The Germany Winter… Continue reading
My Winter love.
My Winter love Pretty German girl whispered to me sweet and tender words at the German tavern. Dear Johnnie, only wine become better with time and people who dance on nails and lies.… Continue reading
A self-portrait
A self-portrait The landscape of a righteous life. Can be gentle brushstrokes of restless memories and pretty faces. Old age create clarity and the once fire and brimstone man became the sleeping river.… Continue reading
Write down your wishes and prayers.
A small store had a place for prayers in Monterey California poetry- Write down your wishes and prayers Simple life need, just enough. If we take more than we need, we… Continue reading