April is poetry month. Poem number one. Sweet Jenny.
( I will attempt 30 new poems for April. The Poetry month. Now I begin. ) Dear Jenny.. I found you and I lost you dear Jenny in Michigan. I remember us. We… Continue reading
( I will attempt 30 new poems for April. The Poetry month. Now I begin. ) Dear Jenny.. I found you and I lost you dear Jenny in Michigan. I remember us. We… Continue reading
I tried to memorize her face.. She was my midnight dancer and she loved the sea. She didn’t like loud people and she sought the quiet of the Monterey Bay. She adored band… Continue reading
Loveliest girl in Michigan.. Old soldier drinking alone in Port Austin, Michigan and he knew. He had learn too late. Love is fleeing moments that cannot be caught. He know now. Love can… Continue reading
Do we ask for more? 1- Do we ask for more? Do we pray for more kisses? Does love die? Or do we forget was love was. 2- I want to be drunk… Continue reading
Everything had it’s time… 1- We have become silhouettes in a locked room. Just two ghosts roaming and breathing alone. Once house, filled with love. Now a tomb, so dusty and so cold.… Continue reading
Falling and falling, we shall go. We had a June warm Summer days, the Lake St. Clair was in the from of us and we sat by the witches trees. Hand in hand,… Continue reading
Angie.. I remember our days and nights at Big Sur, you were my imperfection angel.You wanted, just enough and you allowed your dreams to die. You enchante me by speaking careless words and… Continue reading
Should of loved you more.. He left love doorway 2,500 miles away. The hardest and coldest man, he loved the whiskey and he loved the taverns. He loved the darkest days and he… Continue reading
You gave me no chance.. My beautiful dear lady is waiting for me, a touch of the sun upon her face. I stand at a distance and I appreciate her gentle eyes, the… Continue reading
A Spring flower.. Was a Spring flower,so tall and so beautiful. Was a Spring flower,that reached for the sky.The sky and the sun adored her. She would dance with the wind.The wind would… Continue reading