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
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
Mercy me We are dancing slow and easy to the blues, her body moving and grooving to the sound. Her eyes are closed, her shoes are off and her hips are feeling every… Continue reading
Originally posted on The dark ink:
You often ask me About the places I love, The ones I have visited And the ones I wanted to! But my fickle heart Would ask you…
A April girl I want to marry a girl who love the days of Spring, I want to hold the hands of April blessing, I want to steal kisses by the flowing… Continue reading
Originally posted on Tales of a Curious mind:
Hey good people. How do you do? Like seriously how are you holding up with all this news about the COVID-19? Like Just the other…
Too old to die young… Almost 61 years old, I lived in many places and I had many lives. Old man looked back at me in the mirror. I whispered, you… Continue reading
Like a river I knew the first time I saw you. I wanted you. You were wild, untamed, loud and I wanted to fall into your storm. I went to you, rested my… Continue reading
Three books to make the mind work. I want to write description like Hemingway, be as crazy as Jack Kerouac and have the skill of Salinger. Be careful and be safe my friends.… Continue reading
More than a name on the wall (Freedom isn’t free. Some men and women, gave everything away for freedom.) I became the old soldier in the tavern now. Drinking with the ghosts of… Continue reading
Originally posted on Steps In Between:
This year, our entire world is isolated and locked down during National Poetry Month. But I say, let the words roam! Let them “beat upon your head…