Nothing left to lose.. And a beautiful Taylor Momsen song.
Nothing left to lose… I lay in the silence of deadening silence. All dreams dead and buried when you left me alone. You were my savior and my killer. I remember the first… Continue reading
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Once, I wanted everything. Some little poems..
One….. Just photos in a book, just beautiful faces missed. Just kind voices heard in my dreams now. Beautiful hearts missed. Two….. Swirl me in your mind, my kind lover. Make me believe,… Continue reading
My Bonnie girl..
My Bonnie gal… I returned to Glasgow in late 1979. I was trying to find a memory, a kind memory. In the Spring of 1978, a beautiful Bonnie girl loved me so. She was… Continue reading
Be kind to each other.. And a beautiful Birdy song.
Be kind to each other.. Sober men can’t write the truth, godless men can’t see heaven. Liquor voice, does not seek salvation, only seek to repent to the whiskey bottle. We are like… Continue reading
Dust in the wind and a beautiful Caroline Jones song.
Dust in the wind…. Was the early Winter of 1992 and I landed In California. I left home to go to war in the Spring of 1991. I was tired and I wanted… Continue reading
Painting pretty pictures. And a beautiful Elle Carpenter song.
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
My North Dakota hurricane.. And a beautiful Hope Winter song.
My North Dakota hurricane.. Beneath the midnight Monterey moon, we danced, we drank and we adored the Winter storms of the Pacific. We served as soldiers in the daytime and in the night.… Continue reading
Unknown soldier..
Unknown soldiers.,.. He wrote to his journal in a Soldier graveyard in France outside of Paris in 1979. The dead don’t suffer no-more. He is surrounded by 40,000 crosses with names of boys… Continue reading
A California free man once..
A California free man once… Hanging with Jim tonight. Took me 33 years of life, dead brothers and broken heart to learn. Life is more than me. I drove to 2500 miles, Michigan… Continue reading
Everything had it’s time..
Everything had it’s time… 1- We have become silhouettes in a locked room. Just two ghosts roaming and breathing alone. Once house, filled with love. Now a tomb, so dusty and so cold.… Continue reading