A Summertime love..
A Summertime love.. Dear Veronica, she knew I adored her. She sat near me and her bare feet caressed the softness of the grass. She asked me. Would you love me when my… Continue reading
Tag Archive: poetry
Lovely is..
Lovely is.. Lovely is the six am June sun kissing the sea. Lovely is when the warm sun, sun-kissed my face on a Summer day. Lovely is the laughter of the children, singing… Continue reading
So it is..
So it is… 1- I didn’t know it was the last night I would see your face. I didn’t know it would be the time I would hear your voice and I didn’t… Continue reading
Please one more dance near the sea..
Please one more dance near the sea.. The Monterey pretty poet name Diane read to me. “Laughing, crying. Wanting, begging. Celebrating, complaining. Seeking nothing and wanting nothing. We like the hello and we… Continue reading
Just might..
Just might.. She gave me a kind smile as we danced the Texas two-step. She whispered in my wanting hears. “Dear Johnnie. People are foolish. They long to stay and long to escape… Continue reading
Dear Monterey..
Dear Monterey.. The kind Gods took me from war to you dear Monterey. I joined wars to try to die the proper death. Suicide, I couldn’t do. War didn’t want my death. The… Continue reading
I knew we were running to and escaping love touch..
I knew we were running to and escaping love touch in the same second. ( If we do not kiss. Will I miss the kiss?) I went to Ann Arbor looking for a… Continue reading
A penny for your thoughts..
A penny for your thoughts… 1- Once a pretty Michigan girl told me. A penny for your thoughts, thank you for remembering my name, thank you for holding my hands and thank you… Continue reading
Please listen to the amazing poetry. The healing, The sunflower..
The healing, the sunflowers.. My grandfather loved his garden. Now I became like my grandfather. He loved the roses, the wildflowers and the days of Spring, the days of rebirth. He told me… Continue reading
Should of loved you more..
Should of loved you more… He left love doorway 2,500 miles away. The hardest and coldest man, he loved the whiskey and he loved the taverns. He loved the darkest days and he… Continue reading