A New York City night..
A New York city night. Was a New York city dark winter night.The cold of Winter made the strangers gathered in the taverns.I sat alone at the bar, writing into my journal.A pretty… Continue reading
A New York city night. Was a New York city dark winter night.The cold of Winter made the strangers gathered in the taverns.I sat alone at the bar, writing into my journal.A pretty… Continue reading
Steal a memory, borrow a memory… The dilemma of a long life. The restless heart learn to adore old memories. The fortune of youth become eloquence words on a sheet of paper. We… Continue reading
Run away with me… Sweetest and prettiest gal in Ann Arbor.Please run away with me.Let’s toss all our useless dreams away and please take my hand.Hand in hand, we will roam to the… Continue reading
A song of forever… A song of forever, she didn’t want to sing. She had shun love and she wanted endless night, loud music and her colorful cotton dresses. She was my hippy… Continue reading
The lilac wine.. ———————————— She whispered, maybe, maybe not. Let’s allow the lilac wine, to write the story for us. ——————————————————————————————- Life is many colors, we can paint her black, we can paint… Continue reading
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… Continue reading
Beautiful Eva Cassidy… We lost you before your songs were not done. You were just a baby, when cancer stole you from us. I hope you know dear beautiful Eva. Your voice bless… Continue reading
Jazzy Thursday 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… Continue reading
Old love… She called me at midnight and she whispered. Johnnie, Johnnie. Do you remember me? I am so damn lonely tonight and please Johnnie. Can I come to you tonight? I told… Continue reading
Let us slow dance, while the world ends my darling. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Doris Day had stole my heart again. “Kiss me once, kiss me twice, kiss me once again.. Doris Day… Continue reading