Some photos and please do one thing daily. You enjoy.
Merry Christmas everyone. The Big Sur dangerous sea. Had been 8 years since my feet touched the Big Sur soil. I hope I can visit Big Sur in early June 2026. My home,… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Coyote Poetry
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Monterey, California and Big Sur. Old wonderful city and land blessed by the gods. Photos.
Just a path, a path leading you to the Pacific Ocean. The beautiful sea, A place, you can put your feet into. Feel the chill of the sea. Dear Monterey, I do miss… Continue reading
Some photos and some words.
When we get tired, when we need to rest. Where does the free man go? When you do have no home to go to. Is your home, the peace of the quiet of… Continue reading
Idyllwild, California and some words.
Idyllwild, California. 30 minutes up a mountain road to a small city. A wonderful city. Few people and the land/mountains blessed by the Gods. A quiet place, a place to walk deep into… Continue reading
Tattoos.
Tattoos… My pretty lady friend with tattoos on her back and legs. She asked me. Do you like my tattoos? I smiled and I told her. I have four tattoos and each having… Continue reading
3 am poetry.
3 am poetry.. 1- She flashed her eyes at me she told him. Johnnie, Johnnie, be bold and careless with me. I laughed at her words and I told her. Never adore a… Continue reading
I want to drink whiskey with Amanda Shires.
I want to drink whiskey with Amanda.. Beautiful Amanda wanted to drink with Leonard Cohen andI want to listen to her and to drink the whiskey with her.I want to hear hear voice… Continue reading
Listen, think and speak.
Listen, think, speak. Grandfather told me often. Take two to fight and take one not to fight. If the aggressor had no-one to fight. Maybe we can learn peace. Grandma told me often.… Continue reading
Listen, remember and learn.
(If you going to try. Go all the way. Bukowski) Listen, remember and learn … Continue reading
Thankful.
(Last time I saw my grandfather in 1991. He died when I was in Iraq. We are made by great people. Our mentors taught us how to live. My grandfather ensured I knew.… Continue reading