The word-man.
The word-man. (Need men of woman to write the truth. Thank you for Hemingway, Kosinski, Twain and Nevil Shute. They wrote about the truth. The word-man must leave the truth behind. Maybe someone… Continue reading
The word-man. (Need men of woman to write the truth. Thank you for Hemingway, Kosinski, Twain and Nevil Shute. They wrote about the truth. The word-man must leave the truth behind. Maybe someone… Continue reading
The sea, the wishes.. Lovely poet measured him with her gentle blue eyes and she watched how he spoke the words. She listened to his words, and she adored the Monterey Dark Poet… Continue reading
Lady bug wishes. My dear Ojibwa grandmother told me. If a ladybug lands on you. You can make a wish. Only one. I told my grandchildren. If you see a butterfly dancing in… Continue reading
The damn road. It was a cold winter day in late December. I awoke with my Michigan love andI kissed her face and lips and I told her. Good morning. Her beautiful… Continue reading
1- Open doors Open the shades wide.Lite the incense candles of lavender and sweet wild flowers.Don’t be afraid of the dark and lonely nights.We are just flesh and bones.Needing to dance into the… Continue reading
Leftover wine. Once, you and I, we tried to catch the wind. Once, you and I, tried to touch the clouds. We marvel at our world, and we danced freely with the wildflowers… Continue reading
Would you? Could you? 1- I am sorry I caused you pain. I wouldn’t want to break your heart, I am a forgotten man and you are a beautiful flower. Love me not,… Continue reading
1- Time will steal everything we known and what we loved. We will grow old and we will forget, once we danced, once we loved to sing and once, we adored love. Time… Continue reading
The Texas two-step. He saw her sitting alone sipping her drink slowly and her eyes were barren and so cold. She held her whiskey like an old lover. So tightly. The Austin, Texas… Continue reading
Miss you, need you dear Ann Arbor… I am drinking alone beautiful Jenny. Somehow I forgot where Ann Arbor was and I am so damn lonely. I have called you at midnight, every… Continue reading