Savior, liar and sinner..
Savior, liar and sinner.. Once I was saved.Pretty red-hair girl took my hands and she whispered.I love you Johnnie. Please don’t die, please live for me.She held me tightly and she sang gentle… Continue reading
Savior, liar and sinner.. Once I was saved.Pretty red-hair girl took my hands and she whispered.I love you Johnnie. Please don’t die, please live for me.She held me tightly and she sang gentle… Continue reading
The stranger song.. Pretty lady asked her old lover. When did we become strangers?Once we talked, danced and sang the whole night through.Now we sit together. Your eyes had died and your hopeful… Continue reading
The black night and the shadow dance.. A long time ago in the late night hours of Tubingen, Germany. You and I were wild and free. The yearly Summer festival was alive and… Continue reading
Tell me something.. 1- She told me, Johnnie, Johnnie. I want a fable love, where amor can win. I don’t want a timid man, I want a wild and crazy man. I want… Continue reading
April leaving.. The month of April teaches us. All things can be re-born, all things must die. My red and white roses are beginning to bloom, the tulips are beautiful white trying to… Continue reading
Love letters — part two. My sweet love. We may be foolish. Wishing into a wishing well for things we do not have anymore. I want you to know joy and happiness again.… Continue reading
Love demand payment.. The gentle lover whispered. Remember me and I will remember you. We are creatures of delight. Need torrent nights and warm morning kisses. She began to shave my face. Her… Continue reading
Nature Poetry.. The mountain range,standing strong and beautiful.Art for the people who love the open and free spaces.The free climbers love the hard climbs and unknown endings.Finding secret and unknown paths leading to… Continue reading
Ride.. (Johnnie need a long vacation.) True freedom my friend is dancing with the wind. Singing song till the morning light.Knowing open highways and not being controlled by money and possessions. I want… Continue reading
The song of the Great Lakes.. ( April is poetry month. This is new poem number twenty three.) (Today we give thanks to the Creator for all that we have been given.Noongom nimiigwechiwi’aanaan… Continue reading