“The word-man”
The word-man. (Need men of woman to write the truth. Thank you for Hemingway, Kosinski, Twain and Nevil Shute. They wrote about the truth. The word-man must leave the truth behind. Maybe someone… Continue reading
The word-man. (Need men of woman to write the truth. Thank you for Hemingway, Kosinski, Twain and Nevil Shute. They wrote about the truth. The word-man must leave the truth behind. Maybe someone… Continue reading
The black night and the shadow dance A long time ago in the late night hours of Tubingen, Germany. You and I were wild and free. The yearly Summer festival was alive… Continue reading
A feather Once I wanted to be king of the world and I wanted wealth and things of value. I was led to a simple place by a kind spirit and I was… Continue reading
Did we love? Did we bleed? Oh, la, la, l, dear love, I sang to you, I sang for us. We were whiskey nights and whiskey kisses. I loved you more than… Continue reading
Her garden I loved her from a-far, she was a true beauty. She loved working in her garden and she loved her roses and her natural herbs. We would talk of… Continue reading
Dear Clinton, Michigan You told me often, love wasn’t enough, the heart become too hidden with time and age. —— California isn’t enough I called my beautiful Jenny and I told her.… Continue reading
Old Poet set-up the chess game and I opened the bottle of tequila. The old man had few friends. People saw a old man with no-place to go. They do not sit with… Continue reading
She’s crazy I was like my father I believed. I liked the whiskey and the gin and I loved the women too. I believe I was a rolling stone who wanted the… Continue reading
Kind springs days and the warm Summer days Forget me not, forget me forever. Winters cold is gone and the kind Spring days are here. The cold Winter days made me… Continue reading
Rose colored glasses Sin, gin and too many bad nights. Once we knew love and tonight we have forsaken kindness. I remember when. You and I. Held hands by the Lake Clair… Continue reading