I want to see you again.
I need to see you again. I have become cold and lonely in life and heart again,life seem to have crumble into a million pieces, and I don’t care to repair.Lonely road and… Continue reading
Tag Archive: the sea
Please tell me something.
Please tell me something. 1- She told me, Johnnie, Johnnie. I want a fable love, where amor can win. I don’t want a timid man; I want a wild and crazy man. I … Continue reading
The sheep and the wolf.
The sheep and the wolf. The man lifts his bottle of cheap wine,telling the passing people.“You can’t go back after the words are spokento cut down a sweet love.”The old man didn’t ask… Continue reading
The quiet of the day.
The quiet of the day. He went to her home, and he looked forward to hearing her speak. She loved the posies and she loved the songs of today. And she loved the… Continue reading
Dear Maggie. And an outstanding Rod Stewart song.
Dear Maggie. (Dream writing.) She was my sea dancer, she was a kind lover. Now, she is a lasting memory, and she is tattoos on my mind. I was being loco, drinking and… Continue reading
Please come home with me.
Please come home with me. Was Tuesday and I leading the poetry reading at the Monterey coffee shop. Was a good night and we read, we listen and we appreciate the poet’s words.… Continue reading
Dear Gail.
Dear Gail. She was my sea dancer; she was a kind lover. Now, she is a lasting memory, and she is tattoos on my mind. I was being loco, drinking and trying to… Continue reading
April, poetry month. Number one. She was an eloquence woman.
April is the month for poetry. My goal is 30 poems for the month of April. This is number one. Eloquence woman. She asked me. Johnnie, you come to me and we talk… Continue reading
The sea.
The sea. The old poet told the young poets, old ladies and the kids. 1- Bit by bit, piece by piece. We are create puzzles with our words. We must be kind to… Continue reading
Maybe, one more cup of Irish coffee.
Maybe, one more cup of Irish coffee. I remember the fragrance of her. She smelled like the sea and Irish whiskey. I knew I wanted her on a summer day. She played her… Continue reading