August is leaving. Some photos.
August is leaving. September change of color is coming. I turned 67 in August. I am trying to be like the sunflower. Reaching for the sun and seeking peace. My favorite place to… Continue reading
Daily Archive: August 31, 2025
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Hanging with Bukowski and a poem.
The first dandelion.. The streets are empty,the houses are quiet.I wonder where are the children?I clean-up the Winter waste and I smiled.One beautiful dandelion had appeared through the Winter leftover.I stood by her.I… Continue reading
Russian Roulette.
The gray whale… For dear Leona…. Empty bottles of tequila and whiskey sitting on the floor. Unshaven man stared at a empty walls. He is sitting at a small table. On the table… Continue reading
Big Sur meditation.
Big Sur meditation… Who are we, my friend?Is our life half empty or half filled? I have seen people who gave-up and gave-in into the struggle of life.Lifeless eyes, waiting for a reason… Continue reading
I wanted everything and I needed nothing.
I wanted everything and I needed nothing. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Youth is the sweetest wine. No fear of failure and fearless in the game of love. I wanted everything and I… Continue reading