I called your name.
I called your name. Beautiful lady is weeping for me. I departed for unknown destination. I didn’t know. First tears will take us to weight-full memories and places amidst lonely, descended wants and… Continue reading
Tag Archive: California
I wish I was the morning sun.
I wish I was the morning sun. I wish I was the morning sun, be able to sun-kiss your skin. I wish I was the Summer rain, be able to caress your face,… Continue reading
Free falling.
Free falling. Once we were the crazy ones. We believed in love and we believed in forever. We were sweet Summer red wine and discoverer of new and unknown places. I remember your… Continue reading
The animal.
The prisoners may seem weak and controlled. Hope and memory allowed the energy to endure great pain. Sometime the table can be turned. Will the prisoner serve the same medicine or forgive? Revolution… Continue reading
Heaven and hell in the same kiss.
Heaven and hell. “We can die of fear and our heart be filled with coldness.Doubt will overtake our dreams and hope.” “Being bitter and bleeding in the emotion of love.Leaving a walking dead.”… Continue reading
Almost home. Hemingway photos.
Almost home. Took me 26 years and four bloody wars zones and I learn.Monterey was still there,the Pacific was still dancing and you could buy a cup of Irish Coffee on the pier.… Continue reading
I remember you, I remember us. And an amazing Kansas song.
I remember you, I remember us Once we were young and free. You were my California dream and I was your Hemingway. We roamed highway one for one year and we sang, drank… Continue reading
The fray. California a-dreaming.
A woman, too pretty to be near me. She took my hands and she told me. Johnnie, Johnnie. You must find the Fray. Your organized life is killing you and your dead dreams… Continue reading
You are the love of my life.
You are the love of my life. Please lady blue, hold my hand, please give me warm and gentle kisses with the midnight night moon above us. Let’s walk together near the sea,… Continue reading
The loveliest woman in town.
The loveliest girl in Monterey. The loveliest gal in Monterey, she hated love and disliked men who begged for attention. I was the midnight poet, and I would go to her shop in… Continue reading