Never been to Spain. Johnnie need a road trip.
(So tire of the quiet streets and the lock down. The coronaviras making me wish to go anywhere. I need to escape the house. Find Port Austin and wash my feet in Lake… Continue reading
(So tire of the quiet streets and the lock down. The coronaviras making me wish to go anywhere. I need to escape the house. Find Port Austin and wash my feet in Lake… Continue reading
Life is a gathering of memories and I know we must work to pay bills. Wisest saying written somewhere. Do something you love at least once daily. Befriend many, love the sea and… Continue reading
Fool’s gold The irony of life, we learn too late, we can’t have everything we want. I remember you, a breathtaking beauty who listen to my words, my poetry. You held my… Continue reading
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Сегодня пост памяти… В России умирают врачи… В Италии, когда умерших было 22170, от коронавируса умерло 127 врачей. А у нас на момент написания этого поста было 747 умерших…
I will Never left Michigan again Years ago. I visit 40 countries. Drank wine in Basel and Paris, I danced in the streets of Florence and I read poetry at Hyde Park… Continue reading
Amazing poetry by a talented writer.
Happy May-day- Beautiful day The first day of May, the sun is shining and the blue sky above, a blessing. I sit by Lake St. Clair, the water is dancing for me, the… Continue reading
What is poetry? I was asked. What is poetry? I told her, poetry is everything. Poetry is the description of the first kiss, the first dance. Poetry suppose make us laugh… Continue reading
The intoxicating kiss (I was asked. What do you remember? I told them, when the kiss was so sweet and so wonderful. Each kiss, we shall remember.) The wine, the songs and… Continue reading