The coastline…
The coastline I fell in love with her on a December morning. I stop my truck and I was star struck at her beauty, her power. I walk quickly to… Continue reading
The coastline I fell in love with her on a December morning. I stop my truck and I was star struck at her beauty, her power. I walk quickly to… Continue reading
The dance of the flowers. My dear and sweet love, please come walk with me. My love, please dance with me in the field of the wildflowers. Today the earth is… Continue reading
A safe place to go Once we were wild horses, once we loved the wide open road. Once all we needed was holding and loving each other though-out the long days and… Continue reading
You forgave me I remember us. We were something. I chased you till you couldn’t run no-more. I promised you the moon, I promised you a ancient love. Drinking aged wine and… Continue reading
Poesy (For Dryden) True Poets dodge the falseness of fame, they allow praise to fall from their thoughts. Old Poets understand the beauty of the sun rising from the… Continue reading
(Thank you Mahafsoun for the photo) Somethings shouldn’t beheld or touched You have taunted my dreams and made me wish for sordid and frenzy nights, captured in your… Continue reading
My great love I told the young writer, we shall have many great loves. Many women will steal our heart, make us want everything and more. But there are those maidens, who… Continue reading
(Please be kind to the people near. Scary times for the all of us. A phone call, leave a message and help if you can. Time for us to slow down. Talk, be… Continue reading
The walls and the damn mirrors My father told me the Devil like to dance at dawn. He like when the night overcomes the day, he told me. No-one is pretty with… Continue reading
(There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.) Ernest Hemingway (Reading and writing, like everything else, improve with practice. And, of course, if there… Continue reading