Dead Flowers’
Dead flowers (Some short poetry) —- Please don’t talk no-more Pretty lady crying and she whispered to her banished lover. Please speak no-more, your words had turned worthless and meaningless. Your face… Continue reading
Dead flowers (Some short poetry) —- Please don’t talk no-more Pretty lady crying and she whispered to her banished lover. Please speak no-more, your words had turned worthless and meaningless. Your face… Continue reading
Just might She gave me a kind smile as we danced the Texas two-step. She whispered in my wanting hears. “Dear Johnnie, people are foolish. They long to stay and long to… Continue reading
See you again I have become cold and lonely in life and heart again, life seem to have crumble into a millions pieces and I don’t care to repair. Lonely road and… Continue reading
Landscape Forget me not and please remember me always. I remember you. You were perfect valleys and you were like the free mountains of the California desert. Your body, perfect landscape to discover… Continue reading
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Empty rooms & disclosed hearts hung on hooks to dry. Bleeding across the grain of creaky oak floors staining bare feet & fragile hands.…
Amazing poetry by a talented writer.
The black dress Pretty lady danced alone on the Austin Texas dance floor. Tight black dress, long legs and her beautiful face dark with sadness. I watched her and she saw me observing… Continue reading
Big Sur meditation Who are we, my friend? Is our life half empty or half filled? I have seen people who gave-up and gave-in into the struggle of life. Lifeless eyes, waiting for… Continue reading
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