Father never cries
Father never cries (Written in November 1990) My father never cries, my father rarely smiled, my father eyes turned darker, because of life burden. His body and heart gave-up in the battle of… Continue reading
Father never cries (Written in November 1990) My father never cries, my father rarely smiled, my father eyes turned darker, because of life burden. His body and heart gave-up in the battle of… Continue reading
The sweetest gift (Written in October 1990) In is noon on Sunday and our bodies are wrapped together, your warm skin against my skin, my arms encircling you and I am falling into… Continue reading
(I wrote October 1990, I hope you like.) Love be right Please hold my hand, please give me warm and gentle kisses with the midnight night moon above us. Let’s walk together… Continue reading
God’s going to cut you down… I told the kids. Hate is heavy sin and make us feel no good. Leave us dead in the heart and the mind. When you… Continue reading
Words for you my love —————————- The Illusion Some photos are poetry. Beautiful photos and beautiful artwork. They are poetry… Continue reading
The word “Mother, mama, grandma, grandmother” Thank you kind women, who taught me. Listen, speak kindly and never leave with anger as the last words spoken. ———————————————————————— Memory of a Mother A… Continue reading
Lover or liars? Would you? Could you my love? I know we are just dancers upon the earth, loaning and borrowing kisses and the love embrace. Are we, a tragic love… Continue reading
The sun, the moon and the stars ————————————————————————————– She told me, pretty does, pretty do. Kind sun warm our faces and our hearts, the moon light-up the darkness of the night and the… Continue reading
(The name Delia is of Greek origin. The meaning of Delia is “visible”. It is also of English origin, where its meaning is “of Delos“. Delia is generally used as a girl’s name.) Delia… Continue reading
I saw a face I saw a face in the distance. A beautiful tempting face. The face brought back a sweet memory, was once a sweet memory. She walked toward me… Continue reading