Sanctuary of love and kindness.
(My grandparent.) Sanctuary of love and kindness. Old friends have left me. Warm and safe houses are gone. Friendly and kind words are missed. Old faces with smiles and with always an open door went… Continue reading
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A lullaby. And an amazing Leonard Cohen song.
A lullaby. Old man memories become sweeter with time and distance.The old man wondered if she remembers him, like he remembered her.He was twenty years old once and youth was his wealth for… Continue reading
Forever and a day. And an outstanding Kiss song.
A Poem by Coyote Poetry “Written in 1978. Memories are like a good wine. Become better with time.” I will love you forever and a day. It was a serene and tranquil day.… Continue reading
I was condemned after I saw your face.
I was condemned after I saw your face. I was looking for the wide open road and some kind of freedom. She sat alone on a barren road on the back road of… Continue reading
You can’t return from where you left. And a lovely Jennifer Nettles song.
You can’t return from where you left (A Poet, is one, who believes and one who cannot bring himself to believe.–Tadeusz Rozewics) I’m watching the waves dance on the Monterey Bay in my… Continue reading
I am jealous of the sea; I am jealous of the May wind.
I am jealous of the sea; I am jealous of the May wind. A beautiful California girl is dancing alone with the Pacific ocean and the the May windy night, tossing her long… Continue reading
Too poor to love you, my lady midnight.
Too poor to love you, my lady midnight. We danced in the Belton, Texas dance hall and you smell of the wildflowers of Texas.You rested you head into my chest and I whispered… Continue reading
Please remember who you were.
Please remember who you were. I saw a old friend sitting alone in a Austin, Texas at the coffee shop. Her eyes looking down at the table and her coffee, hiding her sorrow.… Continue reading
I need a wild heart.
I need a wild heart 1- Love made me live Beautiful woman told me. We need to bathe in the quiet and sweetness of love.Love come when love wants.The movement of love… Continue reading
My Florence beautiful flower. And beautiful music.
My Florence beautiful flower. 1- In the Spring, Florence is gorgeous and the young and old women smile at me. I return their gift of their smiles, and I feel the warm sun… Continue reading