A Monterey Summer day..
A Monterey Summer day.. The poet sat alone drinking his coffee near the Monterey Bay. He was 35 years old and he felt like he had lived five lifetimes. The soldiers in his… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Romance
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
We shall fall and we shall rise up again.
We shall fall and we shall rise again.. ———————————————————I listened to you,you are so damn pretty and you carry a heavy heart.I made you laugh and I told you.Naked heart and too much… Continue reading
If we make it through December.. And a amazing Merle Haggard song.
If we make it through December.. Pretty Jenny was long-legged and sweet as the Fall honey. She loved the Texas two-step and I love having her body near. She was a Austin beauty… Continue reading
Dirty little secrets..
Dirty little secrets.. I watched the moon rise and the sun run away and I remember ‘ You and I’. I’m the dancing moon whispering words of love to you as we pass… Continue reading
Ain’t blue no-more..
Ain’t blue no-more… “Hey nonny no! Men are fools that wish to die. It not fine to dance and sing when the bells of death do ring— Unknown writer” “Fair is love, and… Continue reading
Nevermore, evermore or nothing more.
Nevermore, evermore or nothing more…. She told me, please take of the mask. You may not like what you see. You have learned to love the darkness, please look closer, look closer till… Continue reading
Sway… And a beautiful Anita Kelsey song.
Sway… The Poet’s wish. Never sweet and never easy. A dancing beauty moved with the song. Her hips moving slowly with the tempting words. The dancing damsel, she knows she was the Hemingway’s… Continue reading
The sweetest gal..
The sweetest gal.. I brought the most beautiful girl near and I raised my glass to the sky in the dark tavern. I said aloud. “Drink to you, drink to me and drink… Continue reading
Fool’s gold…
Fool’s gold.. Once we held hands and we talks of the great escape. We drank expresso coffee and we walked on the Monterey pier. I savored your sweet voice and I remember. I… Continue reading