Love is blue.. And a amazing song.
Love is blue.. 1- You are. As pretty as a perfect painting and I adore your sacred shores. The moon is above us, lighting the night and my feet are touching the Summer… Continue reading
Love is blue.. 1- You are. As pretty as a perfect painting and I adore your sacred shores. The moon is above us, lighting the night and my feet are touching the Summer… Continue reading
“As long as the poet’s words live, the beloved will be, in a way, still alive too.”Shakespeare “If a writer falls in love with you, you can never die.”― Mike Everett“If a writer loves… Continue reading
Play me the waltz of the angels… I wrote some names down to paper, each name were kind mentors to me. In quiet prayers, I pray to sit with them again, talk till… Continue reading
The Loveliest girl in Monterey.. The loveliest gal in Monterey… she hated love and disliked men who begged for attention. I was the midnight poet and I would go to her shop in… Continue reading
The last chance motel… Summer Texas night, cold drink and no-place to go. Michigan dreamer, drinking his Long Island teas and writing into a journal. “Song of my father, songs of the long highways,… Continue reading
Forever young… Once I was fearless and brave. Love was life and life was love. I had a strong back and powerful legs. I was going to save my world. Once I wanted… Continue reading
Love made me live.. Beautiful woman told me. We need to bathe in the quiet and sweetness of love.Love come when love wants.The movement of love is like a song.The rhythmically song take… Continue reading
Beautiful stranger.. Sitting alone in the corner in a piano bar bar in Austin, Texas.Reflecting on things lost on the road.Strangers are around me.Whispering secret to their lovers.Under the dim lights.Where words are twisted to revive passion and… Continue reading
Sweet Peggy, please don’t cry… I found you again in 1992. My war had ended for awhile and you were fighting a lifetime war. You had gin, vodka and whiskey on your kitchen… Continue reading
I could not ask for more… I told my grandchildren, choose the road you love, dance, sing and be fearless.I learn many moons ago, I had enough and I told the rising sun.… Continue reading