We will accept less and forget who we were.
We will accept less and forget who we were. Mother Winter is here. I have driven 2500 miles to come home to Detroit. I came home for many reasons. I needed the kindness… Continue reading
Tag Archive: California
Beautiful Cecelia, be my love.
Cecelia, be my love. Beautiful Cecelia. Please steal my thought and take me away to the Big Sur. Let’s stay barefoot forever and leave the world behind us. You and me will dance… Continue reading
Time is a heartless thief.
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
A safe place to go.
A safe place to go… I’m dreaming of Big Sur.I’m wanting to be at the River Inn.Listening to good music and drinking the good wine.The California coastline saved my life once.I found a… Continue reading
California.
California. Johnnie hiding behind his paper and pen, once a great dreaming, once a great lover of the sea, once the wandering man, has lost his way. Now he is seeking Salinger’s silence.… Continue reading
I called your name.
I called your name… I called your name standing on the Monterey pier. The stars didn’t listen to my prayer.I recalled a memory, a blessing, a forsaken place and tangle web of a… Continue reading
Leftover wine.
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 and… Continue reading
Just a prayer and a wish.
1- Tomfoolery Yesterday man is swimming in memories of missed friends. Most men, do not know. Every action demand some sort of payment. I wanted war, I wanted to travel and I wanted… Continue reading
Dear Michigan.
Dear Michigan Promises made and promises broken, left me where I started. I left you in Michigan trying to find the place where I could feel alive. I found wars, new cities and… Continue reading
Passing through.
Passing through A poet and writer exchanging words and thoughts. The Coffee house poet told the writer. We can never win. Jack London once wrote. “The gods always win. Men believe they can… Continue reading