Tag Archive: Poet
San Francisco, Monterey and Big Sur…
San Francisco, Monterey and Big Sur…. The year 1992, I left the Iraq border for New Jersey. I spend three months at Fort Dix, N.J. in the Winter months. I was attached to… Continue reading
A wild bird…
A wild bird. I saw the fear in her eyes.She told me that “I love you,I need you.But I’m afraid.Afraid of losing myself in a emotionwhere I won’t be able to escape.” A… Continue reading
You are my Spring blessing…
(Steve Hanks painting) You are my Spring blessing… Loveliest girl in my world, she drank her morning coffee and her tan bare feet moving with the morning song of the birds and the… Continue reading
A bloody Mary…
A bloody Mary… A pretty girl sat alone and I introduced myself. My name is Johnnie and I sat near her. She told me, my name is Paloma and she sat in a… Continue reading