Love words
Love words …Do we remember love? The pretty poet asked. I told her. When we are young, the allure of love, make us believe in a sweet miracle. We are infatuate with the… Continue reading
Love words …Do we remember love? The pretty poet asked. I told her. When we are young, the allure of love, make us believe in a sweet miracle. We are infatuate with the… Continue reading
I don’t remember how you looked. I don’t remember how you looked. Your eyes were blue, maybe hazel green? Your hair golden blond or maybe strawberry red? I try to describe you… Continue reading
My father’s song (My father passed Jack Isaacs on 29 January. Was 93 years old and he was tough as nails.) Greatest man I ever known. He told me often. “Life… Continue reading
“Hereditary Feelings”, 2016, Yuriy Ku Drop He remembered love Old man sat by the Lake St. Clair. He saw an auburn beauty walking the the biking path. Her eyes of… Continue reading
(I found some old letters from dear Beatrice. I found some old poetry. I hope you like) I gave my love to you, my sweet Beatrice Was Monterey, was the sea… Continue reading
I saw the sun in your eyes You and I, we are dancing by the Monterey Bay, I am singing words of love for you. You asked me, Johnnie, why did you… Continue reading
Roses and lovers “O my love, O my love. I said: Let me fall or stand, let me fall or stand, let me live or die, but this once hear me speak- O… Continue reading
Almost to California. My Boston girl, I found her at Fort lee, Virginia in the Winter of 1976. She were waited for a love who forsaken you. I made her drink the sweet… Continue reading
Please tell me a story Lovely lady watching the sun rising from the east. Her wandering mind is dancing upon yesterdays deeds and today possibilities. I asked her. Pretty… Continue reading
Did we give enough/did we bleed? The loco Monterey Poet shouted to the sea. Did I give enough?/did we bleed? The prettiest girl in Monterey, she laughed at his words. She tossed off… Continue reading