The Poet’s heart.
The poet wrote to paper. Where are you my love, sweet. He told the morning sky, do you remember? I promised you a Summer waltz near the sea and I am waiting for… Continue reading
Tag Archive: California
The sweetest things.
The sweetest things. I have seen so many beautiful places and I have walked on places of mystery and ancient grounds. I have watched the sea rise and fall. I have danced with the… Continue reading
Old Painter at the beach boardwalk.
Old painter on the beach boardwalk. Old man sat alone.He was painting a picture of a woman.She was from another time. We sat in silence till he finally spoke to me.He told me. Her name was… Continue reading
Trying to lose your memory.
Trying to lose your memory. I tried to find peace and calm in the coffee houses of Monterey, drinking strong coffee and reading dead-end poetry at the nightly poetry readings. I thought I… Continue reading
The sea.
The sea. The old poet told the young poets, old ladies and the kids. 1- Bit by bit, piece by piece. We are create puzzles with our words. We must be kind to… Continue reading
Sway and an amazing Anita Kelsey song.
Sway. The Poet’s wish. Never sweet and never easy. A dancing beauty moved with the song. Her hips moving slowly with the tempting words. The dancing damsel, she knows she was the Hemingway’s… Continue reading
Highway 80 is calling me.
Highway 80 is calling me. I’m tire, so damn tired. Somehow, I got lost. I looked into the mirror, and I see a bloody stranger.A ghost of a man I once was. I’m… Continue reading
The dance.
The dance. Star bright, star light. So many stars lighting up the night. I have one wish.Dark eyed beauty dances with the Seaside waves.She had stripped away her fears, and she dances with… Continue reading
The Pacific Ocean.
The Pacific Ocean. The half-drunk poet told the pretty gal in the Irish tavern in Austin, Texas. I had a sweet love once and she is waiting for me still. She made me… Continue reading
Disease.
DISEASE. Two strangers sat together.Discussing things that didn’t matter. The woman looked at the man.Told him.I was once a beauty once.Men begged for my attention. He told her.Beauty is one less… Continue reading