Drinking again..
Drinking again… 2022 is almost done and she wasn’t a good year. I lost good people and my world became more empty. I have my grandchildren, they keep me from running away to… Continue reading
Drinking again… 2022 is almost done and she wasn’t a good year. I lost good people and my world became more empty. I have my grandchildren, they keep me from running away to… Continue reading
Love goes, on and on… 1- The poet’s wisp. Maybe lies, maybe true. He told the night. Life is a game of truth and dare. Do we play or not? Sometimes the truth… Continue reading
Happy or sad? Pretty poet asked, Monterey dark poet, are you drinking by the sea tonight? He looked at her pretty face and he whispered. The sea is kind, always near me now.… Continue reading
The lilac wine —————————————————————————————– She whispered, maybe, maybe not. Let’s allow the lilac wine, to write the story for us. ——————————————————————————————- Life is many colors, we can paint her black, we can paint… Continue reading