Daily Archive: April 12, 2022

If I could turn back time, I would…

If I could turn back time, I would….. I called beautiful Brigitte at 3 am and I awoke her up in Böblingen in the early Fall of 1981, Germany. She answered with a gentle and… Continue reading

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We are, what we leave behind…

We are, what we leave behind. I remember the most beautiful woman I have ever known. She was a Ojibwa woman who lost everything and she kept her human emotions of kindness and… Continue reading

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Colors

An amazing poem shared by a talented writer.

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Darkness…

 Darkness.. Life become less needful. Men with dead eyes learn to love the strip clubs, the drink and the war. Darkness overtake men who had learn love is bitter, life is a pain… Continue reading

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For Ukraine and a poem. The drinking song.

Drinking song… Once I met Bukowski in California and he told me. Never truth a man, who never drinks.  I learn with old age. He was right. Drunk men or women will tell… Continue reading

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Like a river, going to the sea…

 Like a river, going to the sea… I am following the moving river and I can smell the sea in the air. I decided I was a prisoner in a mess-up prison. I… Continue reading

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Ghosts, nightmares and dead ends…

Ghosts, nightmares and dead ends… One—  I ordered one more Bloody Mary from my one arm bartender. He is the best bartender in Texas. His drinks, like ambrosia for the sleeping mind. I… Continue reading

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Fucking crazy…

Fucking crazy… One—  I loved the saddest women in the taverns. They have nothing to lose or gain. The angry ladies make me smile and they love me. They knew, we were soulmates… Continue reading

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Nightbirde- Brave…

   Brave One—  We loved the Spring days, we loved the dancing with Lake St. Clair on a April Spring morning. When you hugged me tightly and you whispered to me. I love… Continue reading

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Show me, where it hurts…

 Show me, where it hurts… One-  She was a earth angel, she had a raging spirit and she loved the sea, the deep forest. She weaved safe place for me with the beach… Continue reading

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