Right or wrong?

Right or wrong? I went to my lady of May. Her Winter blanket had wore-off and I needed to go to her. I arrived at the Port Austin and I took my shoes… Continue reading →

The battlefield.. Where are the men and women of peace?

Love is a flowing river…

One more time…

The whiskey kisses…

What is ugly? What is beautiful?

What is ugly? what is beautiful? He watched the pretty artist on the Monterey pier. He brought her coffee and a salad. He sat and he wrote words for no-one. “What is ugly?… Continue reading →

Lovely is…

Once upon a time..