An Irish grave. Some little poetry.
Some little poetry.. 1- His Achilles heel was his grandchildren, he tried to keep them safe. And he knew, he had left them a messy world for them. He allowed hateful voices of… Continue reading
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A summertime love.
A Summertime love.. Dear Veronica, she knew I adored her. She sat near me and her bare feet caressed the softness of the grass. She asked me. Would you love me when my… Continue reading
Kind September and some photos.
Kind September. Was a perfect September in Michigan. 70 to 80 degrees daily. The garden still growing and alive. Was a kind September. It is very cool to have flowers blooming and the… Continue reading
Was just a kiss.
1- Was just a kiss, was just a sweet memory. Maybe was the sweetest kiss? 2- Was just a Summer day, was a day of the sea and the dance. Let’s’ do it… Continue reading
The day is gone, and the darkness is here.
The day is gone, and the dark nights are here. I never liked the month of December. I seem to lost more than I gained. Once , after a war, I returned home… Continue reading
In hell, I will be in good company.
In hell, I will be in good company.. (Remembering the plane crash in Washington D.C. Now 20 mass killings in two weeks.) In is 2.18 in the afternoon and I am dancing with… Continue reading
Love is a cruel mistress.
Love is a cruel mistress… You called me on a Sunny Friday and you asked me. Please Johnnie, meet me in Austin, Texas at midnight. I am feeling lonely, I need to dance… Continue reading
Once we had the days of Spring.
1- Once we had the days of Spring.. I remember it was the first warm day of Spring in April 1977. She found me by the lake and she shared a beautiful smile… Continue reading
Tell me something.
Tell me something.. 1- She told me, Johnnie, Johnnie. I want a fable love, where amor can win. I don’t want a timid man, I want a wild and crazy man. I want… Continue reading
Two Guitars.
Two Guitars.. Was a warm May-day in Monterey and the sea was wild tonight. Once loud man, now quiet man drank his whiskey alone and he prayed for nothing more, nothing less. Once… Continue reading