I love you more.
I love you more. Once I was alone, now with you near, the sky is more bluer, the moon is more brighter, I know how to smile again, I know how to laugh… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Poem
2 Comments
Just love. A soldier story.
Just love- A soldier story This night I was in Washington State at Fort Lewis. I was in the NCO (Non-commission officer) school. 8 weeks of training to be a leader. It was… Continue reading
A Michigan sky.
1- Once a pretty Iron Mountain girl, we tasted love kiss, did slow dances for the moon and we reached for the midnight stars. She was a lovely wish, never forgotten. 2- I… Continue reading
I knew how to sing once dear Julie.
I knew how to sing once dear Julie. Once I believe in love and I believed in the ambrosia of forever.When I drink my coffee late at night and I write. Sweet memories… Continue reading
Never love a poet.
1- Time will steal everything we known and what we loved. We will grow old and we will forget, once we danced, once we loved to sing and once, we adored love. Time… Continue reading
The family tradition.
The family tradition. A godly man tried to save me. He told me to quit the drink, and he told me to leave the dance-hall gals alone. If you don’t. You will be… Continue reading
Fifty shades of black. Maybe more.
Dear Sharon…I knew I was Winter and you were the Spring kiss.You were the hurricane, and I was the pond water.I wrote to dear Sharon Kovacs,please give me one dance.I want to remember… Continue reading
Show me, where it hurt. Outstanding Skylar Grey music.
Show me, where it hurts… One- She was an earth angel,she had a raging spirit, and she loved the sea, the deep forest.She weaved safe place for me with the beach walks and… Continue reading
Once we had the Elvis songs.
Once we had the Elvis songs. Hello girl, its Johnnie in Michigan and I am sorry to call you at at Midnight hours. The drink is wearing me down and I am listening… Continue reading
April come she will. Yearning for a warm day.
April come she will… January days are almost done. Tomorrow is another cold day . I am waiting for the warm days to make my spirit of hope to come alive. I need… Continue reading