Drinking in the night, drinking in the morning…
Drinking in the night, drinking in the mornings… Some mini-poetry. 1- I love the April rain, I love the smell of April. Life seem to come alive and I awake from my Winter… Continue reading
Drinking in the night, drinking in the mornings… Some mini-poetry. 1- I love the April rain, I love the smell of April. Life seem to come alive and I awake from my Winter… Continue reading
When love is near… You and I, we love the Big Sur. We wanderlust her from sea to the hidden waterfall. I loved your sly kisses at the River Inn and the long… Continue reading
GOOD DAYS, GOOD MUSIC AND LOST DREAMS OF UTOPIA February 5, 2015 Dear Brothers and sisters’ soldiers… You are gone and I’m here. We fought side by side in war and in life. I… Continue reading
Purgatory Inn — “Conversation with a Siren” Always good company at the Purgatory Inn. Chess games are being played. Long and deep conversation being done. Purgatory Inn, never closes and always entertaining. Tonight… Continue reading
My Savior..Sweet blue eyes girl told me.“You ask for so little.We have so much to give and we open up the desire love so rarely.Love can be a sweet treasure.You can be someone… Continue reading
Existence of love… Ice cream with a cherry anda safe warm house.A big yard to play in. Kind smiles and words.Missed in my old age.Dear Grandmother told me before I left for war.“Too… Continue reading
The man at the booth with the bible. Asked me do I needhelp? His eyes penetrated me like he could see me drowning in sin. I told him somethings in life can’t be forgiven. He smiled… Continue reading
She was dancing alone… She was dancing alone. Moving her bare feet slow and easy to the Jazz songs. She looked into my eyes and she waved me to come to her. I… Continue reading
Steal a memory, borrow a memory… 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… Continue reading
Are we beggars for love? We love them, we need them and we learn. Women honor men with the gift of love. Dark thoughts, white thoughts we may have. All our dreams start… Continue reading