So cold… And a beautiful Mean Mary song.
.. (April is poetry month. My new poem number seventeen.) She came to me at midnight and she gave me whiskey kisses and kind words. I whispered to her. I need to taste… Continue reading
.. (April is poetry month. My new poem number seventeen.) She came to me at midnight and she gave me whiskey kisses and kind words. I whispered to her. I need to taste… Continue reading
Love on the rocks.. ( April is poetry month. Poem number sixteen.) 1- Once we painted pictures and we needed each other. I told you on a Winter day. Puzzles we are. We… Continue reading
You are my Spring blessing.. Loveliest girl in my world, she drank her morning coffee and her tan bare feet moving with the morning song of the birds and the nearby sea. The… Continue reading
Old Monterey and Hemingway.. I was looking for my friend Hemingway on the Monterey pier. They hid him away. My old eyes found him moved, near the sea on Monterey wharf. We stood… Continue reading
Please read to me my dear lover.. Longing, belonging, needing and believing.You are my reasons to live my love. Falling, soaring and flying to new heights in hope and dreams.Please sweet love. Read… Continue reading
The Texas two-step.. She was a tall, long legged Texas girl. She gave me a coy smile.Somehow I caught her attention. I knew, a pursued man are just cattlewaiting to be slaughter. She… Continue reading
I tried to memorize her face.. She was my midnight dancer and she loved the sea. She didn’t like loud people and she sought the quiet of the Monterey Bay. She adored band… Continue reading