The folly of time..
Time after time — The folly of time, we believe, some things shall last forever. We learn, time can be a thief, moved so damn fast. We learn too late, every words spoken,… Continue reading
Tag Archive: love
I am jealous of the sea, I am jealous of the September wind.
I am jealous of the sea, I am jealous of the September wind… A beautiful California girl is dancing alone with the Pacific ocean and the the September windy night, tossing her long… Continue reading
Make me believe..
Pretty words…. Dangerous beautiful lady in her tight black dress and wearing chain of amethyst crystal upon her neck. Was my crystal once and she wanted it more than I did. She told… Continue reading
The sea, the wishes..
The sea, the wishes.. Lovely poet measured him with her gentle blue eyes and she watched how he spoke the words. She listened to his words and she adored the Monterey Dark Poet… Continue reading
Michigan Summer poetry..
Once a pretty Iron Mountain girl, we tasted love kiss, did slow dances for the moon and we reached for the midnight stars. She was a lovely wish, never forgotten. ————————————————— I told… Continue reading
I want to know you..
I want to know you… Silence whispers and the old photos, they give me remnants of who you are. Do you know me? I believe woman are more layered than men. Rarely does… Continue reading
Deeper and deeper we shall fall..
Deeper and deeper we shall fall.. She looked at me with eyes of hope and she questioned me. “If you want me. You must tell me so. I want to hear the sweet… Continue reading
Riders on the storm. We are.
I am the riders on the storm… “Bad dream again, confusion blasting my thoughts and I am fighting in the chaos of my dreams. I ask the night. Why is my world falling… Continue reading
Mother and child..
Mother and child.. (Written in a coffee shop in 1991 in Monterey.) I touched her tummy, I listened to the heartbeat with my ear to her stomach. I loved the joy in her… Continue reading
Her beauty had not blinded me..
Her beauty has not blinded me.. She roamed like a old tom cat.Wearing her black clothing like a mask. She tied her hair up into a tight knot.She don’t look boyish. Her dress… Continue reading