My Joan of Arc She painted her make-up upon perfect skin. She turned to me and she told me . “I need my war face tonight. I rarely show my real face to… Continue reading →

No mercy dear Elizabeth   She found me alone by the St Clair lake and she wore a silky red dress. I saw her from a distance and I watched her walk quickly… Continue reading →

(Regards to an old memory A Poem by Coyote Poetry A re-write.)   Regards to an old memory I know love is never fair, rarely an sweet memory. True love need perfect timing,… Continue reading →

I am still alive   She told me, soldier, bleed no-more. What is done, is done. Like a Hemingway story. Twisted roads lead to our proper place.   I looked at the dark… Continue reading →

Photos of the heart. Love known, love never forgotten.   The lucky people have known love. Mentors by kind people. To honor our teachers. We must teach the children well. (My Grandparent)  … Continue reading →

Originally posted on Night Owl Poetry – Dorinda Duclos:
I found myself, alone, floating across the sea In a tiny boat, I wondered what happened to me The water, crystal clear, sparkled, like…

Big Sur, a teacher Last great wish complete. Big Sur and Monterey, The Pacific was near, the noise of the sea gave me peace. I found my heart again, the man running in… Continue reading →

  When we are young. We believe, life is us. Old age teaches us. We are part of life. Little one, first day of school. Taught me, we are just here to assist… Continue reading →

(Johnnie and daughter) Idyllwild   Last May. I drove for one hour up a mountain range to Idyllwild. My brother own a house on the mountain. No population, no rushing and kind people.… Continue reading →

A one way street, baby   Pretty lady called me lover, she called me friend. She told me, I need you near and please hang around dear Johnnie. I told her, sweetie, lover,… Continue reading →