My November song.. And a amazing Leonard Cohen song.
My November song.. I told the Winter sky, I am in the November of my life. I asked the Lake St. Clair, did I do enough? I slowly built my mini-rock garden of… Continue reading
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Dear Andrea..
Dear Andrea… I remembered dear Andrea. A lovely Michigan gal, once was kind to my young heart. I wrote into a notebook. “Time has pass us by,old wounds don’t hurt so badly.Old sorrow… Continue reading
She was a dancer…
She was a dancer… She was a dancer and I was the Monterey Irish Pub drunk. She could paint the sea, she could paint the forest and she could paint beautiful faces and… Continue reading
Just a slow dance and a beautiful Ana Popovic song.
Just a slow dance.. Once upon a blue moon, the prettiest gal in Ann Arbor loved me. I told the polite bartender. She told me. Johnnie, Johnnie. You come here almost every night… Continue reading
When I am done…
When I am done.. I became the old man who waiting for no-one. Once I wanted everything and now. I need little. I wonder where do the old soldiers go? When they are… Continue reading
Just a Black Velvet lullaby.. And a beautiful Maria Daines song.
Just a Black Velvet lullaby… I wrote to a old journal in a Austin, Texas tavern in 1993. The poet don’t cry, he just write some more. Hemingway told us, we, who love… Continue reading
The sea, the wishes.. And a beautiful Tosha Hill song.
The sea, the wishes.. Lovely poet measured him with her gentle blue eyes and she watched how he spoke the words. She listened to his words and she adored the Monterey Dark Poet… Continue reading
Bad behavior and a beautiful Amanda Shires song.
Bad behavior.. Loveliest lady in Port Austin. She waited for no-one on the long pier into Lake Huron. I adored her auburn hair and her wild hazel eyes. She would find me sitting… Continue reading
One tin soldier and a beautiful Tosha Hill song.
One Tin soldier.. I have become a vulgar man. Once I had a young heart. Love didn’t darken my heart, love didn’t darken my mind. Life did. He told the mirror in the… Continue reading
A beautiful flower in Winter, you are.
A beautiful flower in the Winter, you are. I watched you dance alone to the morning song. You make me smile and I know. You are my Winter flower in the days of… Continue reading