Could you, could we?
Could you, could we? Was a beautiful Michigan Summer day and I held her hand. We walked the circle at Lake St. Clair and she asked me. Could you, could we? Outrun the… Continue reading
Daily Archive: November 30, 2021
It Happens In the Evening (audio)
Amazing written and verbal poetry shared by a talented writer.
Who am I now??
Who am I now? We are the same, we are different. I believe we want the same things and some of us want more and some of us want less. Some of us… Continue reading
Beautiful Bishop Briggs song and some words…
Dead man arms… Once the bravest man on the block, he loved the darkest girl on the dead-end street. Her eyes, blackest eyes, he had ever seen. In the deadly days of his… Continue reading
Fool’s gold…
Fool’s gold…. The irony of life, we learn too late, we can’t have everything we want. I remember you, a breathtaking beauty who listen to my words, my poetry. You held my hands… Continue reading
Last Night the Rain Spoke to Me (poetry recitation)
Originally posted on My Inspired Life:
https://videopress.com/v/ibBJste1?resizeToParent=true&cover=true&preloadContent=metadata Poet, Mary Oliver Mary Oliver wrote so many beautiful poems, selecting only one for a Saturday recitation was no easy task. I am most familiar with…
Never enough whiskey…
Never enough whiskey she told me… Pretty girl drank alone, once we great lovers and now we have become strangers seeking nothing. I told her, damn tavern is place to die, dear Julia,… Continue reading
Crazy love….
Crazy love… Once I held great wealth and I didn’t know. Once, you and I. Make the nights, so sweet and so wonderful. We fell into the madness of love, we locked the… Continue reading
Ayla Nereo song and a poem
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
Forget me not…..
Forget me not… I dreamed of you, I dreamed of us.I picked-up the phone.I was dreaming of your face, your voice, sweet like the German Summer wine.I dreamed of your long legs and… Continue reading