I understand why we protect the wildflowers now. Donald N. Davis Obituary (Apostcard that Donald N. Davis wrote to his wife Linda”s coworkers arrived just hours after they got word of his death.… Continue reading
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
2500 miles from you. On a Winter Day in 1989. We said our first goodbye.I joined a war to escape your face. I try to leave the places filled with too many damn… Continue reading
I serenaded to the paragon of beauty. On highway two. The coastal California highway.Hidden is utopia of land and people untouched by factory or big business.Big Sur is safe hideaway for the few… Continue reading
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
Hotel California… I was station in California in 1992. After the war ending, I was blessed, a old dream came true. I was living on the California coastline. I had no debt and… Continue reading
Around and around, we shall go. Around and around, we shall go. Never knowing where we will end up. Faces, places and situations dancing in our head. Can’t change the past. We can… Continue reading
It was early fall. The sweet new wines of Germany came out. They are cheap and tasty.It was a beautiful late summer day.The youth of the city of Boeblingen surrounded the lake drinking… Continue reading
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
The raging water I see your bare skin laying alone and I’m writing though-out the night just words into the stream of the internet, forgetting the once powerful need for your body nearby.… Continue reading
