Blame not the kiss..
Blame not the kiss.. The pen and paper cannot give justice to your beautiful face.Words cannot describe the beauty of your eyes.The great moon don’t compare to you standing near me. I thought… Continue reading
Monthly Archive: September, 2024
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Old love…
Slow dance…. Good Jazz, the good drink and drowning in the old memories. My old love dancing alone to the saddest Jazz and I told my whiskey. Pretty lady, I remember us. I… Continue reading
Walk into darkness..
Walk in the darkness.. Some mini-poetry. 1- Yesterday man wish for nothing. Once wild and brave man walked toward death without fear. He caress the 30-30 and he told the night. Fuck everything.… Continue reading
The maiden of Summer…
The maiden of Summer… Was a beautiful late June day and I walking in the early morning in the lake St. Clair. My bare feet enjoyed the coldness of the morning lake. The… Continue reading
Unpaid debt…
You left me a unpaid debt, that must be kept. Once you promised me everything. Now you have besieged my heart and I am willing to love you, forever and a day. And… Continue reading
One more cup of coffee…
One more cup of coffee.. She was a California dream, in her eyes. You could see the great sea. In her voice, she could take away all my sadness. I went to her… Continue reading
The beauty and the sea…
The beauty and the sea.. You saved me. You waited for me by the blessed Pacific ocean and you turned to me. You looked at me with your sea blue eyes and I… Continue reading
Time after time…
Time after time ——————————————————————————— The folly of time, we believe, some things shall last forever. We learn, time can be a thief, moved so damn fast. We learn too late, every words spoken,… Continue reading
Wild Maria, dancing Maria. My Winter storm..
Wild Maria, dancing Maria. My Winter storm…. The crimson night, the thunder storms of life had brought me to you. I watched you from a distance and I dreamed of moonlight nights, feeling… Continue reading
The loveliest girl in Monterey and a outstanding Bukowski poem.
The loveliest girl in Monterey… The loveliest gal in Monterey, she hated love and disliked men who begged for attention. I was the midnight poet and I would go to her shop in… Continue reading