ONE ONE isn’t a lonely number. When 10,000 children in Kentucky stand as “ONE” against violence and guns. I was so proud of the children. ONE isn’t a lonely number. When the Michigan… Continue reading
Jazzy Wednesday poetry.1- I told her she was so damn pretty. I love those eyes of coffee brown. I had watched her dance alone. Tight black dress, strong legs and robust body made… Continue reading
I try to remember. I tried to remember the curves of your body. Us blindfolded by wild need and want on the cold days of Winter.I want to remember my hands touching soft… Continue reading
The baby wolves are running. The baby wolves need the deep forest and the sunny days. Once I was a wolf. Me and my comrade’s wolves, we howled in Tubingen in 1978 and… Continue reading
(April is poetry month. New poetry number fifteen.) We need love words. 1- Te amo, Ich liebe dich, Ti amo. Kindest and sweetest words, we need to hear. 2- I did not know.… Continue reading
Dirty wings, we shall have. For dear Susie. 1- I told dear Susie, a nickel for dance, a dime for a kiss, a quarter for a day with you near the flowing river.… Continue reading
Dear Maggie. (Dream writing.) She was my sea dancer, she was a kind lover. Now, she is a lasting memory, and she is tattoos on my mind. I was being loco, drinking and… Continue reading
Do more.. 1- I was blindsided by her. Her eyes, bright and demanding. I asked her. What do you need my lovely? She gave me a devilish smile and she told me. Give… Continue reading
Wild and 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 thinking of… Continue reading
The landscape of you. 1- Forget me not my dear lover andplease remember me.I will remember you.You were perfect valleys and you were like the free mountains of the California desert.Your body, perfect… Continue reading