Love words from a mad man.
1-Break me. Please 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… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Writing
The earth, the sky and the water. And a beautiful Ayla Nereo song.
The earth, the sky and the water I found my Apache friend at the Fort Hood entrance. I brought him some fruit and some coffee. He saw the sadness in my face this… Continue reading
I remember you, I remember us. And an amazing Kansas song.
I remember you, I remember us Once we were young and free. You were my California dream and I was your Hemingway. We roamed highway one for one year and we sang, drank… Continue reading
The fray. California a-dreaming.
The fray.. 1- Martha jumped into the fray. 2- Sometimes the material on lawn furniture can fray, making it feel rough to the touch. 3- Going out into the fray is one thing, but going unprepared is… Continue reading
Stripped to the bone. And a beautiful Taylor Momsen song.
Stripped to the bone. I told her, I love the darkest things. I want a love so dark, my world turn purple/black. I don’t want sweet words; I want demanding words. I want… Continue reading
The loveliest woman in town.
The loveliest girl in Monterey. The loveliest gal in Monterey, she hated love and disliked men who begged for attention. I was the midnight poet, and I would go to her shop in… Continue reading
Silence and listen. Remembering dear Mindy McCready.
Silence and listen. Old man sitting alone and he is talking to the wind. Sending apologies to old memories.Once a proud man filled with self-praise and goals. Today the goals mean nothing.Pride just… Continue reading
Love is four-fold and some more.
Love is four-folds and some more. Johnnie drove to the tip of the thumb in Lower Michigan. He needed the Lake Huron song. He was tired of the city and the voices. He… Continue reading
Did I ever love you?
Did I ever love you? Dying,lying,needing,bleeding. Pretty Poet, she sang her words sweet and sadly to willing listeners at the Poetry reading in Monterey coffee shop. Love is just myth and tale,love is… Continue reading
If you ever forget that I love, you. And an amazing song.
If you ever forget I love, you. Sober man, can’t write no more. He can’t feel no-more pain. Once he sought the greatest dreams and love was his, forever and one day. The… Continue reading