The sins of our fathers.
(My father at sixty-one in 1998. The only time, he saw my daughter. The war and boozed killed him a month later.) Father’s eyes and anger.. Is my Father’s eyes and anger.Are they… Continue reading
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Love is like a hammer..
Love is like a hammer… I left Michigan in 1991 and I sat in the jazz club at 12 pm, trying to write a poem. The Jazz man was playing the songs, so… Continue reading
War is shit and love is everything..
War is shit and love is everything… Pretty girl asked him for a dance. He saw the prettiest gal he ever seen and he told her. Would be my pleasure. She smiled and… Continue reading
Hold my hands..
Hold my hands… I will follow you. Will you follow me? He told his ghost-love. His hell-bound life led me to a lonely place. Old soldier returned to the Monterey Bay and he… Continue reading
Did I ever love you?
Did I ever love you? Dying,lying,needing,bleeding. Pretty Poet, she sang her words sweet and sadly to willing listeners at the Poetry reading in Monterey coffee shop. Love is just myth and tale,love is… Continue reading
Be kind to each other.. And a beautiful Birdy song.
Be kind to each other.. Sober men can’t write the truth, godless men can’t see heaven. Liquor voice, does not seek salvation, only seek to repent to the whiskey bottle. We are like… Continue reading
Dust in the wind and a beautiful Caroline Jones song.
Dust in the wind…. Was the early Winter of 1992 and I landed In California. I left home to go to war in the Spring of 1991. I was tired and I wanted… Continue reading
Words, never spoken..
Words, never spoken… Last two years been very hard. 2023 and 2024, I lost many to cancer, suicide and to sickness. Today I miss their voices and I yearn to talk to them… Continue reading
Pieces of April..
Pieces of April…. My dreamland beauty, she comes to my mind in early April. The cold of Winter almost gone and I remember our Spring time kisses, our Spring time dances with Lake… Continue reading
The shadows..
Shadows.. (A poem to remember my dear sister. She left my world last year and I miss her voice.) My sister told me. You have changed and you saw too much shit andyour… Continue reading