The old soldier
(My father Jack Isaacs. Singing with the angels now) The old soldier Some of us had learn. The simple things are so damn sweet. The laughter of children, holding hands with love one’s… Continue reading
(My father Jack Isaacs. Singing with the angels now) The old soldier Some of us had learn. The simple things are so damn sweet. The laughter of children, holding hands with love one’s… Continue reading
Swirl me in your mind I remember tracing your body with my fingers, I remember you whispering to me. Johnnie, Johnnie. Are we just whispering in the wind, just secret kisses shared in… Continue reading
Originally posted on News from Ibonoco:
IL SUFFIT D’ATTENDRE Ne rien faire, ne rien dire, se taire ! se taire et attendre…, attendre en silence, attendre simplement le matin, le tout petit matin…
Originally posted on In the Glare of Neon:
I never knew what my great grandfather meant when ILooked at the tree outside my windowI often thought he was an eccentric sort of guyProbably…
The DISEASE Two strangers sat together in the Austin, Texas Jazz club. Discussing things that didn’t matter anymore. The woman looked at the man. She told him. “I was once… Continue reading