The reaper.
The reaper… I have played hide and see with the reaper and the fucking reaper found me in Downtown Austin, Texas. She was a pretty gal with a voice of gold. She told… Continue reading
Monthly Archive: July, 2022
The poet’s heart…
__The poet wrote to paper. Where are you my love, sweet. He told the morning sky, do you remember? I promised you a Summer waltz near the sea and I am waiting for… Continue reading
The blue dress…
The blue dress.. (You damned me dear pretty lady and the blue dress is haunting my dreams. Are you coming to me, or walking away? I watch your bare feet walking on the… Continue reading
Love is a flowing river…
Love is a flowing river… For Star.. The pretty songbird sang her song. Dressed in a blue dress and a smile of gold. Her gentle and sweet voice allowed the listener, to escape… Continue reading
Wicked games, we play…
Wicked games, we play… 1- We stole kisses, we said so many words of lies. We loved the wicked game. We adored our naked nights, where we shared sin and gin. We love… Continue reading
Somewhere in time…
Somewhere in time… I found the Pacific in 2016. The late May-days of Monterey were upon the ancient city. I wandered to the old places, I once knew. I was a stranger now… Continue reading
Dear Jenny…
Beautiful Jenny… Once brave man thought the world was his world. He was fearless and he thought his world was wonder and miracle. He found the prettiest gal in Ann Arbor. She taught… 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
Poetry: Bless Me Softly
Originally posted on MarieAthena & Co:
Bless me softly as I enter into your world I don’t want to be announced or loudly heard Give me the whisper of water turning into wine…
Dear Cheryl prayed to the stars for the crying moon night.
Dear Cheryl prayed to the stars for the crying night moon… Once a beautiful woman believed love was grand, the kisses would become sweeter and love would save her. She would find me… Continue reading