My dear Beatrice…
My dear Beatrice She told me. “Johnnie become like the dancing waves. Wild and free. Allow the Monterey nights to make us know the freedom and the laughter. Enter into the mediation… Continue reading
My dear Beatrice She told me. “Johnnie become like the dancing waves. Wild and free. Allow the Monterey nights to make us know the freedom and the laughter. Enter into the mediation… Continue reading
Never dance with the Devil You are so damn fine, yes you are. You are like Black Velvet whiskey, Straight, easy to drink and smooth as silky kisses and erotic dances at the… Continue reading
Originally posted on Lauren M. Hancock Poetry and Prose:
How we rise like sunflowers, bright and blessed, sunlight beaming on our faces, glancing sideway-winks, and hearts as heavenly warm as though heated by…
Someone like you I told her, I was bleeding, I was dying. You, my love, my savior. You honored me, blessed me with the gift of your sweet love. I have been loving… Continue reading
Never enough whiskey she told me Pretty girl drank alone, once we great lovers and now we have become strangers seeking nothing. I told her, damn tavern is the place to die, dear… Continue reading
True and wonderful words by a talented writer.
This grace, this river, this flame. This life that flows and rages and burns. I no longer need these eyes to discover the beauty in all things wild and true. I feel the…
Originally posted on Dawning Creations:
Dance with me. Move your elegant ancient arms and embrace me closely. Dip me low and lift me high into your atmosphere. Dance with me if you will.…
I saw the sun in your eyes You and I, we are dancing by the Monterey Bay, I am singing words of love for you. You asked me, Johnnie, why did you… Continue reading
Originally posted on michaeljordahl:
The whale sang, But I was tone-deaf; The leopard snarled, So I ran away; The wolf howled, And I closed the gate. The elephant trumpeted, The tiger roared, And…