The Clinton river
The Clinton River
The Clinton River
The amazing tree near lake St. Clair.
The warm days of Summer.
Dirty little secrets I watched the moon rise and the sun run away and I remember ” You and I”. I’m the dancing moon whispering words of love to you as we… Continue reading
The cursed lullaby Once love was so damn sweet, we had the long nights and the sweetest kisses. You were my Beatrice and I was your willing Dante. Willing to pay the price… Continue reading
Liar’s moon lullaby I told the liar’s moon, eleven anthrax shots given to my by the Army. I have forgotten more than I remember. I search my deaden mind for faces,… Continue reading
1992, Monterey 2018, Monterey The sea and the chess game Old Poet set-up the chess game and I opened the bottle of tequila. The old man had few friends. People… Continue reading
In love with a Bonnie girl The soldier drank the Johnnie Walker whiskey in a Austin, Texas tavern. He had came here every Friday for three months to talk to a Scottish… Continue reading
Did I do all, I could do, in the time I was given? (For the dear singer Joey, her memory still bring tears to my eyes) Dear lord, I am getting so… Continue reading
(tinnacriss: Little wildflower by bwaworga) My little wildflower My raven hair beauty sitting in the valley of wildflowers. Her river blue eyes are swimming in the beauty of warm and perfect… Continue reading