The waltz of the angels.
The waltz of the Angels. I told the barkeeper. Keep the long Island ice teas coming. Sunday morning is a coming. I need to be blinded by the morning. He gave me a… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Poem
Lucky Johnnie and lucky dog wish you a Happy St. Patrick day.
Johnnie (Lucky) and daughter celebrating St. Patrick day. 1- May you have more good days than bad. 2- A rich man have many friends and a Irish Tavern near. 3- Never marry a… Continue reading
Happy St. Patrick Day. I pray your whiskey glass, never be empty.
So damn tired… Today is St. Patrick day and I will drink alone. I will find a glass of green beer, wear my green shirt with some words on it. “Kiss me, I… Continue reading
Happy St. Patrick day. And some Irish wisdom.
My personal Irish wisdom. 1- Never date or marry an Irish woman that can kick your ass. 2- May your days be easy, and with a pretty Irish gal near and plenty of… Continue reading
What will this generation leave. Allowed mad dogs to destroy our world.
What is left? The dead will not rise.War steal the best from us.Who remember the people in the mass graves? Children cry, Soldier die Old friend you were killed in Iraq.So far from… Continue reading
Photo Monday. No-one wins in war.
War. War, my friend. Man’s sin against himself. When men fight for nations without the cause of defense. Just slaughter of men and women for the hunger of war. No-one win a… Continue reading
Can you see me?
Can you see me? 1600 mile to Dallas, seemed like a million miles. I’m so alone. I have learned to accept less.I have learned. Dead love is no love. I drink the bloody… Continue reading
I called your name.
I called your name. Beautiful lady is weeping for me. I departed for unknown destination. I didn’t know. First tears will take us to weight-full memories and places amidst lonely, descended wants and… Continue reading
Just, let it be.
Old man sitting alone. Sitting on the cliffs of Pacific Grove and you can see the Pacific Ocean forever. Miles of the beautiful and powerful sea. He write words into a black notebook.… Continue reading
Sometimes we must steal and borrow kisses.
Sometimes we must steal and borrow 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 needed the… Continue reading