Captive heart,
Captive heart. Divine women love the Fall days. The cooler days make her wander into deep forest and search for quiet meadows and beautiful places. She loves the feel of the freedom in… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Online Writing
My great love.
My great love. Do we support to love but once? Where have my ancient lover’s gone? Chain of passion and spiritual journeys leaveme with kind faces in kind dreams. Everlasting smiles so rare… Continue reading
Loveliest girl in Monterey. And a beautiful Elle king song.
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
Love tragedy. And a beautiful Paloma Faith song.
Love tragedy. I remember the hellos. So sweet and kind. You were a wild girl in a woman body. You made me learn to dance, learn to climb the fault lines of California… Continue reading
Sometimes we must steal and loan kisses.
Sometimes we must steal and loan kisses. Beautiful lady arrived at the Austin’s tavern at twelve trying to escape the Texas Summer heat. Once she wanted everything and more, now she needs the… Continue reading
Leftover wine.
Leftover wine. In Austin, Texas. Pretty woman confessed her sins to the bar room poet. He listens to her tale, and he caught glimpses of soft tears falling for things that were in… Continue reading
You can’t run from yourself. And an amazing Hanne Boel song.
You can’t run from yourself. I thought I had chameleon skin. My face could change with the weather, the continent. Once a blushing beauty told me. You are so handsome. Please show me… Continue reading
An unpaid debt.
Two short poems.. 1- You left me an unpaid debt, that must be kept. Once you promised me everything. Now you have besieged my heart, and I am willing to love you, forever… Continue reading
Yesterday. And an amazing Roy Clark song.
Yesterday. I am in the Fall of a life. Death whispered in my ear. Old heart and my tire soul seem to need and want less. Maybe I have given-in, given-up. Once I… Continue reading
If I could turn back time, I would.
If I could turn back time, I would. I called beautiful Brigitte at 3 am and I awoke her up in Böblingen in the early Fall of 1981, Germany. She answered with a gentle and… Continue reading