The Bacchus wine..
The Bacchus wine….Part one.. She was a Gypsy girl beauty. She had wildest eyes, the eyes of wonder and miracles. She waited for me in a bed of cotton sheets, her robust body… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Poem
A whiskey and a glass of water..
A whiskey and a glass of water… She gave me whiskey kisses and we danced the Texas two-step till the witches hours. She was a bad, bad woman and I wanted more and… Continue reading
Kiss me and say hello..
Kiss me and say hello.. The Jazzy songs had saved me. The jazzy songs, I needed. Once on a blue moon night, I told the prettiest girl in Michigan. I loved her so.… Continue reading
Words, never spoken..
Words, never spoken… Last two years been very hard. 2023 and 2024, I lost many to cancer, suicide and to sickness. Today I miss their voices and I yearn to talk to them… Continue reading
SOS. Some mini-poems..
SOS.. 1- When a poet cries, he cried alone. He write his tears to paper and allow them to be settle into a journal. Sometime madness can find us and we forget to… Continue reading
The song of the white wolf..
The song of the white wolf.. The luminous sky above us and we watch. The sun and the moon. Kissed hello and kissed goodbye. We burn sage for our world and we pray… 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
You are my treasure..
You are my treasure… My lovely lady loved a slow Sunday and to bath for many hours in a hot bubble bath, jazz music and little conversation. I would wash her hair in… Continue reading
First day of spring. My goddess of Spring.
My goddess and beautiful muse of Spring… ( A warm Spring day had arrived. I needed to feel the warm sun upon my face.) The cold of Winter fade away when I look… Continue reading
Pieces of April..
Pieces of April…. My dreamland beauty, she comes to my mind in early April. The cold of Winter almost gone and I remember our Spring time kisses, our Spring time dances with Lake… Continue reading