Brother Sun, Sister moon. 1- I taught my grandchildren, the world is colorless. We must be kind and befriend people. The world is large enough for everyone. 2- Jesus was a immigrant, USA… Continue reading
“As long as the poet’s words live, the beloved will be, in a way, still alive too.” Shakespeare “If a writer falls in love with you, you can never die.”― Mike Everett “If a… Continue reading
I called your name.. I called your name standing on the Monterey pier. The stars and the moon didn’t listen to my prayer.I recalled a memory, a blessing, a forsaken place and tangle… Continue reading
Yesterday.. I am in the Fall of a life. Death whispered in my ear. Old heart and my tire soul seem to need and want less. Maybe I have given-in, given-up. Once I… Continue reading
A old poem written in 1993. The coastline and kind people of the California made me find dreams and hope. Blinded. But not dead yet. (Old poem from 6 July 1993. Must go to the… Continue reading
Two out of three, ain’t bad.. I was sitting alone in a Austin tavern in 1996.Drinking long Island ice teas.Trying to get blinded. A old man dressed poorly ordered a water.Bartender gave him a bad look… Continue reading
Choose what you love ——————————————————————————————————————- Enjoy your life, life wait for no-one. Create pretty photos for the heart. Dance with your beloved, show the children the beauty of the sea and the forest.… Continue reading
Dear Angela.. Dear Angela. Don’t cry for yesterday my pretty lady.Yesterday is gone and today we have tonight. All of us are dirty with sin.Few of us are clean and the most of… Continue reading
Windmills of my mind.. Grandfather told me often, life move quickly, make the good day last longer and forget the bad days. Now old age is upon me, the windmills of my mind,… Continue reading
The last time I saw your face, my kind friend. I remember. When we are blessed with youth and vinegar. We don’t know. We have few mentors and people who shall love us.… Continue reading
