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
Tag Archive: Online Writing
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
Please remember who you are.
Please remember who you were. I saw a old friend sitting alone in a Austin, Texas at the coffee shop. Her eyes looking down at the table and her coffee, hiding her sorrow.… Continue reading
My Iron Mountain girl.
My Iron Mountain girl.. Prettiest gal in Iron Mountain saw him drinking his whiskey alone and she frowned a negative face. She imagined his world was fun and okay. She went to him,… Continue reading
We stole, we borrowed and we wanted more.
We stole, we borrowed and we wanted more.. Beautiful poet came to me and she whispered. Please come with me and let’s find some salvation. I fell into her eyes and she excited… Continue reading
She was a sea dancer.
She was a sea dancer… She was a painter, part-time poet and she was a sea dancer. She could paint the sea, she could paint the forest and she would paint the faces… Continue reading
Who is right? Who is wrong?
Who is right? Who is wrong? Do we remember the reasons for war? The victor can remember and the dead people/ dear cities and homeless have no place to go and they are… Continue reading
Do more.
Do more.. 1- I was blindsided by her. Her eyes, bright and demanding. I asked her. What do you need my lovely? She gave me a devilish smile and she told me. Give… Continue reading
The pretty things, the dangerous things. And remembering Marianne Faithfull.
The pretty thing, the dangerous things.. Once I held treasure. We danced in the lost and found of seeking happiness. Once we were fearless and we knew laughter. We had Gypsy souls and… Continue reading
Damned if you do, damned if you don’t.
Damned if you do, damned if you don’t.. My friend told me. Be careful Johnnie. She is a feral cat. Can’t tame or keep in the house. She had ginger hair and eyes… Continue reading