Tag Archive: Writing

Dear Little Wolf. And a beautiful Maria Daines song.

A love letter… (I love the young dust, the falling sun touching and kissing the lake. Create a afterglow of light and darkness. The world seem to be at-ease when the sun and… Continue reading

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When the sun kisses the moon..

“You taste like sunshine just like you’ve been kissed by the morning light and I was the darkness dancing with the stars carelessly, breathlessly and our lips meet softly. color creeping in the… Continue reading

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Once upon a time. A story. Part two.

Once upon a time, Chapter two.. The day was getting warmer. The beach was getting filled with children and mothers. I went to the food area. Ordered a coffee. I went to the… Continue reading

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Once upon a time. A story. Part one.

Once upon a time.. A lone man is waiting for a friend. It is a hot Summer day in late June 2018. He is sitting by the lake at Stoney Creek. He watched… Continue reading

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We are, what we leave behind..

We are, what we leave behind… I remember the most beautiful woman I have ever known. She was a Ojibwa woman who lost everything and she kept her human emotions of kindness and… Continue reading

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The daylight fading. And a amazing song.

The daylight fading…. Once the most kindest woman in Texas weaved me a safe place to be. Dearest Jayne use to hold me tightly and she sang songs of love to me late… Continue reading

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The parable of the flowers and the lovelorn man..

The parable of the flowers and the lovelorn man… She was a perfect beauty. She danced nightly on a stage in Killeen, Texas.  I went nightly and I waited for my tainted beauty… Continue reading

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Already broken..

Already broken… Oldest and most tire man in Michigan escaped to find something lost. He remembers a Auburn hair with a silky voice, the whiskey nights and the Soldier’s liar prayer. He gave… Continue reading

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The Nightingale song..

The Nightingale song.. The Ojibwa grandfather volunteered to watch the five grandchildren and he took them to the big water. He told them if you listen well, you can hear the nightingale songs… Continue reading

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Love words by a mad man.

1-Break mePlease break me and make me bleed. Show me I’m alive, make me die and bring me back to life. Dead men revived, know life can be okay. Drink of my skin… Continue reading

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