My midnight dancer..
My midnight dancer.. A pretty Gypsy girl, I watched her circle-dance with the sea. Spring Equinox brought me to the live music, the Gypsy girl befriended me in early Spring, she told me,… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Travel
Port Austin, Michigan. A poem, some photos and a prayer.
Port Austin.. Port Austin, in the thumb of Michigan. Touched by Lake Huron. A gathering for the people who love the lakes and the privacy of the small city and the kind people.… Continue reading
The Seven Sisters of England…
The Seven Sisters of England.. Places gain value when you are surrounded by war. The World War one and the World War two soldiers dreams of coming home. The Seven Sisters of England,… Continue reading
The storm. And amazing music.
Please stay all night with me.. She was my first storm I danced with. I loved how her long strawberry red hair moved when she danced by the Lake Superior lake. It was… Continue reading
Cocoa beach..
Cocoa beach.. I received a phone call. Sweet Peggy called and asked. “Please come to see me. I live in Cocoa beach and I’m very lonely. I need a friend.” I heard in… Continue reading
Sweet red wine…
Sweet red wine… It was early fall and the sweet new wines of Germany came out. They are cheap and tasty and It was a beautiful late summer day. The youth of the… Continue reading
Jennifer..
She held silence and she answered. Dear Johnnie. You want the world. I have two year child and I’m not free to roam and discover the wild world. I was a dead weight… Continue reading
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
My darkest days..
My darkest days Winter of 1992 was holding on and I was hiding out on Highway one. I brought the vodka and pineapple juice to Big Sur. Me and my soldier friend Robert… Continue reading
I hope your days be bright and love will be near you always.
I hope your days be bright and love will be near you always.. She was the Gypsy girl, Monterey Bay dancer. She would gather her friends and they would find the sea. They… Continue reading