I serenaded to the paragon of beauty. On highway two. The coastal California highway.Hidden is utopia of land and people untouched by factory or big business.Big Sur is safe hideaway for the few… Continue reading
Beautiful portraits. I drew with my pen, beautiful places and beautiful faces to paper. I keep alive kind memories, I keep alive the memories of the ancient cities, I once saw. I create… Continue reading
The cherry wine. Once my life was better. I had yearly family reunions, kind voices to give me strength and I could accomplish anything. I didn’t know. Life is ever-changing.Today my folly, today… Continue reading
Live. Live my friends. Dead men don’t complain, liars always lie. Sleeping men cannot see or feel. What is real and what is not? Took a war for me to learn to live.… Continue reading
(Johnnie need a long highway, a long vacation with no place to go.) Ride…. Locked doors, fixed schedules and somber life. Once wild beast can die and forget. Life is open doors, free… Continue reading
Maybe Florence, maybe Basel. Once beautiful Swiss gal befriended me in the late Spring of 1979. We met in London and she told me. London is okay, but Florence in the month of… Continue reading
Please dear Jennifer, come to Monterey. In was 8 pm in Monterey. A warm January night. I decided to call my Michigan gal, I left her in late December 1991. To remind her.… Continue reading
My North Dakota hurricane. Beneath the midnight Monterey moon, we danced, we drank and we adored the Winter storms of the Pacific. We served as soldiers in the daytime and in the night.… Continue reading
Just a dance in the clouds my dear lover. Once I knew wanderlust, I wanted to swim in the seven seas, I wanted to find sacred places in our world, I wanted to dance… Continue reading
My home is Northern Michigan. I sat by the Cherry trees of Michigan in Northern Michigan, and I remembered a good friend. He was not young; he served in the Army. 25 years,… Continue reading