California.
California. Johnnie hiding behind his paper and pen. Once a great dreaming, once a great lover of the sea, once the wandering man, has lost his way. Now he is seeking Salinger’s silence.… Continue reading
California. Johnnie hiding behind his paper and pen. Once a great dreaming, once a great lover of the sea, once the wandering man, has lost his way. Now he is seeking Salinger’s silence.… Continue reading
Letters and promises. You saved me once my dear Julie. Your kind and sweet words upon sheets of paper made me wish and hope for a better tomorrow. You wrote me. —1- Dear… Continue reading
I have no regrets (A Poem by Coyote Poetry Bad days become less painful with time and distance.) No regret. I stopped in Ann Arbor in June, year 2000. I liked to swim… Continue reading
Our world. One earth and people, we are. The sea touches our feet; the sea belongs to all the people of our world. The sun, sun-kissed our face. Same sun that touches every… Continue reading
Scarborough fair. I once dance with the prettiest gal at the Scarborough fair. I told her, I wanted to marry her and to make her smile every day of her life. She smiled… Continue reading
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