The waltz.
The waltz … We were doing a waltz upon the quiet beach. The waves were the orchestra and the wind was whispering a love song. I tossed you into a twirl and I brought her back to… Continue reading
Daily Archive: December 8, 2022
Jazzy Thursday.. I will take care of you..
I will take care of you.. In the dead of long night, our wandering mind find things lost and cannot be found. Old Johnnie sitting alone in the Jazz bar and he is… Continue reading
Jazzy Thursday.. Make me want to scream..
Make me want to scream… I saw you bare-ass and dancing on the Monterey beach in my dreams. I screamed to the moon, I screamed to the stars. I love you dearest Jennifer,… Continue reading
Faded into you.. Jazzy Thursday.
Faded into you.. To and fro the fool shall wander. Once hopeful man wanted a sweet gal and a perfect life. Now he loved the Jazz clubs and the songs. He had… Continue reading
Anyone can love a pretty little mansion…
Outstanding poetry and story told. Please enjoy and read.
We are born to live..
We are born to live… The Monterey dark poet loved the street artist. Male or female, who can create with their hands. Everlasting beautiful artwork, beautiful things for the world to observe. He… Continue reading
Bare foot girls.
Do we create our place in our world? I have always loved the bare foot girls, shoeless girls can feel the sand or the grassy open fields with their tender feet. They don’t… Continue reading