A Spring Day and a beautiful Hope Winter song.
For the wonderful days of Spring. The days of Spring are here and the kind birds are singing their morning song. I meet the morning sun, and I tell the sky. Thank you… Continue reading
Tag Archive: music
The things left undone. And a beautiful Janiva Magness song.
The thing left undone. (April is poetry month. New poetry number thirty.) 1- I told my children. Never leave with anger in your voice. Come to my home and we will talk. No… Continue reading
She was black as the night.
She was black as the night. I watched her dance alone to the holy jazz songs. Simmering words make her body move slow and easy to the songs. I know to keep my… Continue reading
Dead flowers and a beautiful Samantha Fish song.
1- Please don’t talk no-more Pretty lady crying and she told her banished lover.Please don’t talk to me no-more. Your words had turned worthless and meaningless.Your face turn from angel to the devil… Continue reading
Painting pretty pictures. And a beautiful song by dear Elle.
Painting pretty pictures. Tonight I am drinking the Irish coffee and I am remembering better days. I am painting pretty pictures with my words and I am trying to remember your face. I… Continue reading
Gypsy soul. And a beautiful Ayla Schafer song.
Gypsy soul Once, I walked in the clouds, The highest Honduras mountains, I stood upon. I was a free man. Once, I danced with the Pacific, the Winter storms taught me. We are… Continue reading
Dear Sheena and an amazing Scottish song.
(April is poetry month. New poetry number twenty-nine.) Dear Sheena Once upon a time, I danced with a Scottish beauty. Gentle voice, lovely accent, I adored. We learn to know love and I… Continue reading
Walking in the graveyard. Ghost whispering to me. A amazing song.
(April is poetry month. New poetry number twenty-seven..) Walking in the graveyard. Ghost whispering secrets to me. 1- The dead do not talk no-more. If you listen well. You can hear whispering of… Continue reading
Love goes on and on and a beautiful Lindsey Stirling music.
Love goes, on and on… 1- The poet’s wisp. Maybe lies, maybe true.He told the night. Life is a game of truth and dare.Do we play or not?Sometimes the truth is worst than… Continue reading
Dear Bridgette, I still miss you.
Dear Bridgette. I still miss you… 1- Dear Bridgette, you saved me once on a September day.Your soft voice and gentle heart calmed the rage of a man, drowning in rage.You held my… Continue reading