Fallen Angel.
Fallen angels In the lair of the fallen angels. Old men talk of fleeing love, old war and missed faces. I joined the club at a young age. Bad decisions, dead brothers and… Continue reading
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A solace and a blessing.
A solace and a blessing. The good cognac and German wines kept me in my woeful and tranquil state. I was lost, fainthearted and raging mad at life. Death and dreams were shattered… Continue reading
The sinner’s prayer.
The sinner’s prayer. I knew every tavern on Highway 35 in Texas. I drank a beer and some whiskey in almost everyone. Those Texas girls loved me. I could two-step and waltz and… Continue reading
Stitches.
Stitches. I remember her last words. The million hellos were erased by a midnight goodbye. Once we entwined our lives and now in my secret place. A million fingerprints, leftover reminders. I painted… Continue reading
Just quotes from the heart. Some photos.
A Poem by Coyote Poetry It is a good day. My third grandson will be four years old soon. Today I have many reasons to be thankful and alive to enjoy the birth of… Continue reading
Goodbye August. Some photos.
I went to the willow trees, and I said a silence prayer. 1- Lord of life and death.Please help my world.Send wisdom to our leaders.Please allow the desire of love to overcome hate.Please… Continue reading
Last days of August.
Last days of August. Summer, almost done. School shall be starting soon. The days of Fall are near. Let’s enjoy the closing days of August. One more beach day, one more day of… Continue reading
Be wild and be free.
Be wild and be free. 1- I was seeking you; you were seeking me. You knew I was near the Monterey Bay. I was writing words for the Pacific Ocean, and I was… Continue reading
The golden dust. One of the great songs by lovely Audra Mae.
The golden Dust…. We didn’t know. Life moves so damn fast and we cannot stop time. I wondered. Did you know me? Did I know you? Now our silence whispers of love words… Continue reading
My grandfather house.
My Grandfather house (First written on 14 March 1980- Rewritten 29 December 2015) Time has moved too quickly.I have growth from a small lad to a old man. I remember following you my… Continue reading