A poet’s love and a beautiful Lorde song.
“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… Continue reading
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I hope your days be bright and love be near you always.
I hope your days be bright and love will be near you always. She was the Gypsy girl, Monterey Bay dancer. She would gather her friends and they would find the sea. They… Continue reading
What is the value of one life. Dylan song. Same meaning today as in the past.
The value of one life 1- Men in offices, in Washington D.C. Screaming out, kill, fight and murder those son of bitches. They are the enemy? ————————————————————- 2- Maybe the enemy are with-in… 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
Drink before the war. And powerful Sinead O’Connor song.
Drink before the war. 1- Ben Jonson, ‘To Celia’. Drink to me only with thine eyes,And I will pledge with mine;Or leave a kiss but in the cup,And I’ll not look for wine.The thirst… Continue reading
Scars, we do have. And a beautiful and amazing Alessia Cara song.
Scars, we do have. The saddest gal in Monterey asked me. You make me laugh when I want to cry, you make me smile when I want to disappear. You hold my hand,… Continue reading
Drinking in the night, drinking in the day. And an amazing song by Elise LeGrow.
Drinking in the night, drinking in the mornings… Some mini-poetry. 1- I love the April rain, I love the smell of April. Life seems to come alive and I awake from my Winter… Continue reading
Love is a hammer. And an outstanding song.
Love is like a hammer. I left Michigan in 1991, and I sat in the jazz club at 12 pm, trying to write a poem. The Jazz man was playing the songs, so… Continue reading
Just a black Velvet lullaby. And an amazing Alannah Myles song.
Just a Black Velvet lullaby. I wrote to an old journal in an Austin, Texas tavern in 1993. The poet doesn’t cry, he just writes some more. Hemingway told us, we, who love… Continue reading
Love is love. And a beautiful Maria Daines song.
Love is love. A noble beauty read her poetry at the Austin, Texas yearly poetry reading. Jessica was disappointed with her life, and she read her words to us.“I weaved a page with… Continue reading