The darkest days…
The darkest days… Winter of 1992 is holding on and I’m hiding out on Highway one. I brought the vodka and pineapple juice to Big Sur. Me and my soldier friend Padget are… Continue reading
Captive love..
Captive love… My lady of May became my Summer lover. My kind and sweet woman had seized my heart and she awoke my slumbering heart. I want to whisper to her.Lullabies of a… Continue reading
Fool’s gold..
Fool’s gold…. The irony of life, we learn too late, we can’t have everything we want. I remember you, a breathtaking beauty who listen to my words, my poetry. You held my hands… Continue reading
The death of love. A lonely lullaby..
The death of love. A lonely lullaby… (May-day new poetry number one.) 1- Once upon a time, you came to me at midnight and you went to my bedroom. You stripped off your… Continue reading
Come hell or high water…
Comes hell or high water… Upstream… You were never easy, you were the day and I was the night, never stopping to keep our promises made.You were my sun and I was the… Continue reading