A New Orleans lullaby.
A New Orleans lullaby… I was station at Fort Hood for six years. I was the Dancing Coyote, always seeking laughter, good drink and pretty ladies. I Befriended a New York state gal.… Continue reading
A New Orleans lullaby… I was station at Fort Hood for six years. I was the Dancing Coyote, always seeking laughter, good drink and pretty ladies. I Befriended a New York state gal.… Continue reading
You are my poetry my dearest love.. I was a soldier, wandering the world seeking adventure and I learn. One day, I was alone. I learn, if you escape home for a long… Continue reading
Brick, upon another brick.. Men, believe in his youth. Life is his to take. Young men believe life is now, just borrow and steal everything you can. Tomorrow may not come. He learn… Continue reading
I saw a face.. I saw a face in the distance. A beautiful tempting face.The face brought back a sweet memory.Was once a sweet memory. She walked toward me and she embraced me… Continue reading
Hotel California… I was station in California in 1992. After the war ending, I was blessed, an old dream came true. I was living on the California coastline. I had no debt and… Continue reading
Should have loved you more…. He left love doorway 2,500 miles away. The hardest and coldest man, he loved the whiskey and he loved the taverns. He loved the darkest days and he… Continue reading
I dreamed of you… I remember Paris. You were in your perfect place and free. Your mind running wild in the beauty of the old city of Paris. The kind and beautiful, City… Continue reading
Everyone is a river… Nicole sat in her bra and pantie, her bare feet moving and dancing in water of lake Superior. I adored watching her and I traced her body with my… Continue reading
I took the midnight train to Florence, the days of Spring were coming to a ending. I loved the Germany Spring and I needed dear Florence again. The city of Florence stole my… Continue reading
Who are you? I love the book “The book of Dorian Gray.” When reading or listening to the amazing book. You question yourself. Who am I? I question you my friend. Who are… Continue reading