Monthly Archive: February, 2020

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Blindfolded and weightless….

Blindfolded and weightless I watched your tone and beautiful legs move on the dance floor. Legs that make a man beg for mercy before he had sins. Your short skirt showed silky and… Continue reading →

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Wonderful poetry by a talented writer.

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Purgatory Inn– “Conversation with a Siren.”

Purgatory Inn —  “Conversation with a Siren” Always good company at the Purgatory Inn.  Chess games are being played, long and deep conversation being done. Purgatory Inn, never closes and always entertaining.  Tonight… Continue reading →

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If I had magic…

If I had magic   Johnnie walked the California Fault line alone. Looking for a ancient and holy place. The desert mountain hard and her natural beauty. Perfect place to hide wishing wells… Continue reading →

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Song Cycle

Originally posted on Yesterday and today: Merril's historical musings:
Caspar David Friedrich, The Morning ? Stroll through soft cloud blossoms cold rain and light joined in poetry, nature’s songs carrying rhythm from…

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Dear Monterey

Dear Monterey     Once imprison man was taught how to be free by the dear Pacific. Kind Monterey, showed him, he had just begin. Once the Winter days of life stole his… Continue reading →

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You cross my mind in the midnight hours

The dance   Love is a wild dance, make us hold on tightly deep into the midnight hours. Holding the embrace and honoring the sweet kiss. The breaking dawn begin to create separation.… Continue reading →

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Hotel California….

Hotel California I was station in California in 1992. After the war ending, I was blessed, a old dream came true. I was living on the California coastline. I had no debt and… Continue reading →

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soul like mine..

soul synced with ?mine? Oh the secrets it could tell ? Tall tales pursue us we live them well.. soul that looks at me? without saying a word? Telling me everything I’ve never…

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Please tell me, how you lived?

Please tell me, how you lived?     The old poet told the people at the poetry reading. Dead men, do not rise. He read some quotes. “For each man kills the things… Continue reading →

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