Category Archive: poet

Leonard Cohen song Wednesday

  Once you told me, I love you, I need you. Now the blessed words had turned so damn dirty. I told you, I love you still, but now our love is a… Continue reading

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Stripped to the bone

(Adult poetry) Stripped to the bone I told her, I love the darkest things. I want a love so dark, my world turn purple/black. I don’t want sweet words, I want demanding words.… Continue reading

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Some Jessi Colter song and a few words.

I am here   Loneliest man in the bar, drinking alone. He told the smoking cigarette and the empty whiskey glass, you knew the ending at the beginning. A soft hand touched his… Continue reading

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Velvet and silk dreams…

 Velvet and silk dreams ———————————————–                  Those eyes A sweet girl told me once, I love you Johnnie, I do. I looked into her brown eyes… Continue reading

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Idyllwild…

(I need a year in Idyllwild, California.)  Idyllwild Last May 2018. I drove for one hour up a mountain range to Idyllwild.  My brother own a house on the mountain. No population, no… Continue reading

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The last chance saloon…

The last chance saloon I was the Monday night closer manager at the Purgatory Inn. I was counting the money and a pretty lady was waiting for me. I watched her roll her… Continue reading

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Black as the night…

Black as the night I watched her dance alone to the holy Jazz songs. Simmering words make her body move slow and easy to the songs. I know to keep my distance. She… Continue reading

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Leonard Cohen- The poet of song

Leonard Cohen   In the longest Winter nights in Germany in 1978. The sweetest whispers of Leonard, took my dear lover and I. To learn the abundance of love wealth. He told us… Continue reading

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José Feliciano and some words.

  Time for our world to befriend each other   It is a big, big wide world, so many people, all of us knowing the same enemy today. Russian government on YouTube told… Continue reading

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Never been to Spain. Johnnie need a road trip.

(So tire of the quiet streets and the lock down. The coronaviras making me wish to go anywhere. I need to escape the house. Find Port Austin and wash my feet in Lake… Continue reading

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