I drink alone..
I drink alone… Prettiest and meanest gal in the Jazz bar. She drank alone. She looked into the mirror and she told the mirror. Fuck you. Pretty Sheila wanted no voices. She loved… Continue reading
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I would steal the moon for you..
I would steal the moon for you… My beloved, my midnight dream, my three am dancer. We found safe haven near the sea, small tent and sleeping bag. We drank tequila with the… Continue reading
Shadows of war..
Shadows of war. I was a Soldier for almost 15 years. I volunteered for every dangerous mission you could be part of. The missions were to Africa, Bosnian, Central and South America and Iraq. I had no fear… Continue reading
Looking for my Agnes..
Looking for my Agnes.. Hemingway wrote of his Agnes. A love, who saved him and left him. Hemingway learn. Love in war, just gifts of the survivors. We must go home. Took J.… Continue reading
The Nightingale song..
The Nightingale song.. The Ojibwa grandfather volunteered to watch the five grandchildren and he took them to the big water. He told them if you listen well, you can hear the nightingale songs… Continue reading
Give and take..
Give and take.. Pretty woman spoke of love and hate in the same sentence.I asked her. Did she know the different between love and hate? She downed her shot of Jack Daniels. She… Continue reading
Yesterday..
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
Dear Angela..
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
Dear Angela..
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
Fable love..
Fable love.. I behold today the first warm day of Spring. I’m finding hope and energy in the new-born flowers and the new greenery of the forest. I have been swimming in the… Continue reading