Love words
Love words …Do we remember love? The pretty poet asked. I told her. When we are young, the allure of love, make us believe in a sweet miracle. We are infatuate with the… Continue reading
Love words …Do we remember love? The pretty poet asked. I told her. When we are young, the allure of love, make us believe in a sweet miracle. We are infatuate with the… Continue reading
I don’t remember how you looked. I don’t remember how you looked. Your eyes were blue, maybe hazel green? Your hair golden blond or maybe strawberry red? I try to describe you… Continue reading
Originally posted on MESSYPENS:
Tonight, the light dims as the shots pour like rainwater dripping from a broken roof Tonight, we drown in burning tequila –salt on the lips, like a filthy kiss…
Blindfolded and weightless I watched your tone and beautiful legs move on the dance floor. Legs that make a man beg for mercy before he had sins. Your short skirt showed silky and… Continue reading
Wonderful poetry by a talented writer.
Purgatory Inn — “Conversation with a Siren” Always good company at the Purgatory Inn. Chess games are being played, long and deep conversation being done. Purgatory Inn, never closes and always entertaining. Tonight… Continue reading
If I had magic Johnnie walked the California Fault line alone. Looking for a ancient and holy place. The desert mountain hard and her natural beauty. Perfect place to hide wishing wells… Continue reading
Originally posted on Yesterday and today: Merril's historical musings:
Caspar David Friedrich, The Morning ? Stroll through soft cloud blossoms cold rain and light joined in poetry, nature’s songs carrying rhythm from…
Dear Monterey Once imprison man was taught how to be free by the dear Pacific. Kind Monterey, showed him, he had just begin. Once the Winter days of life stole his… Continue reading
The dance Love is a wild dance, make us hold on tightly deep into the midnight hours. Holding the embrace and honoring the sweet kiss. The breaking dawn begin to create separation.… Continue reading