ONE ONE isn’t a lonely number. When 10,000 children in Kentucky stand as “ONE” against violence and guns. I was so proud of the children. ONE isn’t a lonely number. When the Michigan… Continue reading
Legacy, some little poetry. 1- The Monterey tavern poet sat alone, and beautiful Eleanor sat with him. Her eyes seeking his face, her eyes seeking his voice. He asked her, dear Eleanor. What… Continue reading
Jazzy Wednesday poetry.1- I told her she was so damn pretty. I love those eyes of coffee brown. I had watched her dance alone. Tight black dress, strong legs and robust body made… Continue reading
Now nothing remains the same. Your name came to me late in the midnight hour. Brought back the canvas of your perfect body, kind smile and your beautiful face. Your name, Fabiola. Made… Continue reading
A moment, of forever. “Holy as love”You were my Winter prayer,my Christmas miracle.We found a safe place to keep warm,we locked the door,held… Continue reading
I try to remember. I tried to remember the curves of your body. Us blindfolded by wild need and want on the cold days of Winter.I want to remember my hands touching soft… Continue reading
1- Kiss Elixir of kiss.Love was young.You were perfect. 2- MistressMistress love.Veil revealed.Perfection remembered. 3- VisionNoble vision.Delicious nymph.Treasured memory. 4- Harmony Harming of dance.Amorous emotion alive.Blushing beauty delight. 5-… Continue reading
The baby wolves are running. The baby wolves need the deep forest and the sunny days. Once I was a wolf. Me and my comrade’s wolves, we howled in Tubingen in 1978 and… Continue reading
Regards to a memory. I told her, love is never fair dear Abigail. Need perfect timing, being in the proper place and having the same needs. Rarely do two people meet with the same… Continue reading
The masquerade. A New Orleans tale. Was a blue moon night in New Orleans and no-one wanted to show their real face. Beer, wine and liquor was plentiful. Women were exotic and the… Continue reading
