Category Archive: poet

“Dirty little secrets”

Dirty little secrets I watched the moon rise and the sun run away and I remember, ” You and I”. I was the dancing moon whispering words of love to you as we… 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.… Continue reading

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My California

My California   Do you remember me? I do remember you. I am jealous of the sun, the lucky sun falls into the California sea. I remember when I suicided boarded the Pacific.… Continue reading

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For Joey and some words.

 Play me the waltz of the angels I wrote some names down to paper, each name were kind mentors to me. In quiet prayers, I pray to sit with them again, talk till… Continue reading

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Big Sur meditation

 Big Sur meditation Who are we, my friend? Is our life half empty or half filled? I have seen people who gave-up and gave-in into the  struggle of life. Lifeless eyes, waiting for… Continue reading

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Song of the seasons

The song of fall Warm days, cold nights. Create an restless passion. I can hear the whisper of the wind on a solitary hill. Old Mother Nature is calling for aid. The water… Continue reading

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“I saw a face”

  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 and… Continue reading

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“Two shots of happy, one shot of sad”

   Two shots of happy, one shot of sad I painted pretty pictures for us, I made landscape of perfect and beautiful places. But we danced on the thread of real words. We… Continue reading

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“Rose colored glasses”

  Rose colored glasses   Sin, gin and too many bad night. Once we knew love and tonight we have forsaken kindness. I remember when. You and I. Held hands by the Lake… Continue reading

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Sweet hello and deadly goodbye

Sweet hello and deadly goodbye       Hello dear Brigitte. I still remember us. You were my brightness on the a sunny days and the light of hope in the mist of… Continue reading

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