Originally posted on Postcards From Myself:
I stop the car at the edge of a small town. From the corner, I can hear the trumpet blare, the owner taking deliberately slow breaths to…

 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 →

Great words shared. The beloved sea.

Amazing poetry shared.

Pretty face, don’t mean pretty heart. She was so damn pretty and she moved through life like a panther in the free forest on the hunt. Her eyes were black as coal and… Continue reading →

Hey brother, hey sister I remember young men and women. Living, loving, drinking and dancing. Living life fearlessly without regret. Hey brothers, hey sisters. I remember you. We were hopeful, foolish and were… Continue reading →

Originally posted on Purplerays:
? ? ? May I be a guard for those who need protection,A guide for those on the path,A boat, a raft, a bridge for those who wish to…

Sin, gin and skin We were the Tuesday night poets, we shared words with the writers and the poets, we shared words with the lonely at the Irish tavern at Pacific Grove. You… Continue reading →

Ly O Lay Ale Loya (Circle Dance) The elder is burning the sage, cleansing the air of separation.He told the people, many races, many hearts and we are becoming one in the hope… Continue reading →