She used to love me a lot.
She used to love me a lot…. I saw my ancient love and she was drinking the whiskey straight, sitting alone at the Purgatory Inn in Ann Arbor. I told the waitress, send… Continue reading
Daily Archive: May 17, 2025
The river..
The river… Winter was almost gone and I watched her dance for me in the safety of our bedroom. I loved looking at her lily white skin in her garment of blue silk.… Continue reading
My Michigan dream..
My Michigan dream… “Hush my sweet baby, don’t you cry. I am here, I shall never leave you, when the chills of the night come, I shall keep you warm and safe. You… Continue reading
You are my poetry..
You are my poetry… Forlorn love, treasured memories. You used to read poetry to me by the candle light. You were my heavenly voice, sweet songs when life became too hard. Once we… Continue reading
I tried to memorize her face..
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
Travel, test life and be fearless..
Ernest Hemingway.. When I was young. I wanted to be like Ernest Hemingway. He found peace in war, tropical places and drinking. He left us with the legacy of loving the women and… Continue reading
Time is a heartless thief..
1- Time will steal everything we known and what we loved. We will grow old and we will forget, once we danced, once we loved to sing and once, we adored love. Time… Continue reading