Tag Archive: short-story

I dreamed my world was silence.. War stories.

I dreamed my world was silence. So damn quiet. Yesterday man became the forgotten man. He followed his father, his grandfather footsteps. Sought war, drink and unknown places. Old soldiers don’t tell you.… Continue reading

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Midnight Invitation.

“Midnight Invitation”, 2016, Yuriy Ku Drop Midnight invitation.. The night was long and the song was very good. Downtown Austin was alive and well. 5,000 people gathered together to celebrate the New Year.… Continue reading

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Beautiful Maria. Showed me the way to the fray..

A woman, too pretty to be near me. She took my hands and she told me. Johnnie, Johnnie. You must find the Fray. Your organized life is killing you and your dead dreams… Continue reading

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She wore flowers in her hair..

She wore flowers in her hair.. I have descended to scattered dreams and I lost my place in life.I decide a trip was needed,I was told in Vienna.The wine was sweet and the… Continue reading

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Hanging with George Thorogood and One whiskey, one beer and a Cuban cigar.

One whiskey, one beer and a Cuban cigar.. ( April is poetry month. This is poem number twenty-six.) Was a pretty Texas gal smiling at me. She purred like a kitten and I… Continue reading

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The elixir..

The Elixir… She had the Bacchus wine a plenty. She had found a dark corner to drink away the world. She was pissed-off lady drinking alone. I watched her and she was praying… Continue reading

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Love is a careless child..

Love is a careless child.. Her skin whiter than Winter snow and her trembling lips of soft pink tempted the fearless man. His boldness lacked the confident of his youth. He had learn… Continue reading

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My Fabiola..

My Fabiola.. (Now nothing remains the same)  Your name came to me late in the midnight hour, brought back the canvas of your perfect body, your kind smile and your beautiful face. Your… Continue reading

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Miss you, need you dear Ann Arbor..

Miss you, need you dear Ann Arbor… ( April is poetry month. New Poem number nineteen.) I am drinking alone beautiful Jenny. Somehow I forgot where Ann Arbor was and I am so… Continue reading

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You are so beautiful..

You are so beautiful.. The paradox of life. We will know more sadness than happiness. Poor Lucy sat alone hugging her Black Velvet whiskey and cussing at her world. I went to her… Continue reading

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