We get what we deserve…
We get what we deserve… I wrote on the bar napkin, a name of a kind woman who is dead to me now. Once the Bacchus wine made lovers of us, we were… Continue reading
We get what we deserve… I wrote on the bar napkin, a name of a kind woman who is dead to me now. Once the Bacchus wine made lovers of us, we were… Continue reading
At midnight… I called her at Midnight hour and I told her. Dear Jenny, I remember you and I remember us. I love you still and forget me not. Jenny is crying and… Continue reading
The dream surfer… In the prettiest dreams, in the most beautiful places and the sweetest days. The dream surfer can find and again know. Once upon a midnight dream, the yearning heart seek… Continue reading
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
Oh my lover… Kisses not resisted. Interlacing bodies twisted-up in the Texas two-step.The hot Texas nights and lonely souls sharing time and the long Island ice tea.Sweet lady whispered. No rainbows to find… Continue reading
The raging water.. I see your bare skin laying alone and I’m writing though-out the night just words into the stream of the internet, forgetting the once powerful need for your body near.… Continue reading
Whiskey drinking woman… Some mini-poetry… 1- Dear Peggy called me from Cocoa Beach. I knew she was crying and she asked me. Please come to me, I am so damn lonely. I told… Continue reading
My Savior..Sweet blue eyes girl told me.“You ask for so little.We have so much to give and we open up the desire love so rarely.Love can be a sweet treasure.You can be someone… Continue reading
Maybe Florence, maybe Basel… “June poetry number nine… Beautiful places, beautiful places. We shall never forget.” Once beautiful Swiss gal befriended me in the late Spring of 1979. We met in London and… Continue reading
Dear Belinda… I learned life wasn’t fair, you can’t get what you want and love isn’t enough sometimes. I remember a beauty, prettiest girl I ever known. When I looked into her eyes,… Continue reading