Category Archive: poetry

Lingering in a cherish memory..

Lingering in a cherish memory.. 1- Lingering.. I remember you.Those lingering kisses andyour silken tender skin against me.Your love was holy and so sweet. 2- Cherish The aroma of Summer flowers upon your… Continue reading

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Understandable..

Understandable.. I told the pretty Gypsy gal at the Stray Cat Inn. Love never befriended me. I sought the wild sea, I sought the sea dancer. And I learn. Love isn’t understandable to… Continue reading

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Everybody knows..

(I borrow a few lines from Leonard Cohen.Sometime we need to learn emotion and feelingsfrom people who lived a long life.) “Everybody knows” Mr. President. Did you see the food prices?Poor people making… Continue reading

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Lilac wine..

Lilac wine Pretty pictures are left now and now you are gone. I sit by the lilac trees and I’m smelling the lavender in the air. You were my Spring love, my Summer… Continue reading

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Empty cups..

Empty cups.. In another lifetime. We danced, we drank and we loved. Once filled cup became half-empty and we accepted less. Once we entwined our dreams and lives. Now strangers, we became. Today… Continue reading

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Was a true love of mine..

Was a true love of mine… Once a Scottish gal, I did love. We found love on a warm Spring day and I loved her voice. She talked of Scotland and she asked… Continue reading

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A Summertime love..

A Summertime love.. Dear Veronica, she knew I adored her. She sat near me and her bare feet caressed the softness of the grass. She asked me. Would you love me when my… Continue reading

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Lovely is..

Lovely is.. Lovely is the six am June sun kissing the sea. Lovely is when the warm sun, sun-kissed my face on a Summer day. Lovely is the laughter of the children, singing… Continue reading

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So it is..

So it is… 1-  I didn’t know it was the last night I would see your face. I didn’t know it would be the time I would hear your voice and I didn’t… Continue reading

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Please one more dance near the sea..

Please one more dance near the sea.. The Monterey pretty poet name Diane read to me. “Laughing, crying. Wanting, begging. Celebrating, complaining. Seeking nothing and wanting nothing. We like the hello and we… Continue reading

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