Please show me your real face.
Please show me your real face… I became the Austin City dark poet in 1993. I would advice the young writers and do minor edit on their work. Many of the college kids… Continue reading
Daily Archive: September 30, 2025
Everything had it’s time.
Everything had it’s time… 1- We have become silhouettes in a locked room. Just two ghosts roaming and breathing alone. Once house, filled with love. Now a tomb, so dusty and so cold.… Continue reading
An Irish grave. Some little poetry.
Some little poetry.. 1- His Achilles heel was his grandchildren, he tried to keep them safe. And he knew, he had left them a messy world for them. He allowed hateful voices of… Continue reading
A summertime love.
A Summertime love.. Dear Veronica, she knew I adored her. She sat near me and her bare feet caressed the softness of the grass. She asked me. Would you love me when my… Continue reading
Kind September and some photos.
Kind September. Was a perfect September in Michigan. 70 to 80 degrees daily. The garden still growing and alive. Was a kind September. It is very cool to have flowers blooming and the… Continue reading
The Detroit Lions puppy.
The Detroit Lions dog. My new puppy. Already a Detroit Lion fan. He is enjoying the warm September. He is a Pitbull\ Huskie. Thank you for reading and seeing my work. I do… Continue reading
Was just a kiss.
1- Was just a kiss, was just a sweet memory. Maybe was the sweetest kiss? 2- Was just a Summer day, was a day of the sea and the dance. Let’s’ do it… Continue reading
The day is gone, and the darkness is here.
The day is gone, and the dark nights are here. I never liked the month of December. I seem to lost more than I gained. Once , after a war, I returned home… Continue reading
In hell, I will be in good company.
In hell, I will be in good company.. (Remembering the plane crash in Washington D.C. Now 20 mass killings in two weeks.) In is 2.18 in the afternoon and I am dancing with… Continue reading