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A penny for your thoughts. 1- Once a pretty Michigan girl told me. A penny for your thoughts, thank you for remembering my name, thank you for holding my hands and thank you for showing me. I am not alone. 2- I was trying to push away the lonely night. I asked the dark night… Read more
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Wild horses.. 1- She as a blooming flower of nineteen, her eyes filled with the glittering of never-ending madness. She wanted ancient cities and aged wines. She wanted to learn the tango and she wanted a life filled with midnight flings. Never-ending song. Together, we were wild horses. Seeking the open range and the sea.… Read more
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Everything had it’s time… 1- We have become silhouettes in a locked room. Just two ghosts roaming and breathing alone. Once house, filled with love. Now a tomb, so dusty and so cold. 2- Everything had it’s time, I told her. We will say words, we shall forget. We will beg for kisses and forget… Read more
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A love letter… (I love the young dust, the falling sun touching and kissing the lake. Create an afterglow of light and darkness. The world seems to be at-ease when the sun and the moon said hello to each other.) Dear Little Wolf. I am watching the young dawn, and I am guarding a gas… Read more
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1- I knew love once.I held love once,I remember your perfect face.I ran away from you once and today.I wait for no-one. 2- Johnnie, Johnnie.she asked me?What did you do?I love you and you are me leaving for the damn wars.War don’t care about you and I do. 3- Paper, pen and the memory.You were… Read more
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Let’s drink and pray for more. Wild child danced alone on Austin Dance floor,barely old enough to be in the dark taverns of Downtown Austin, her wild eyes searched for what she needed. I loved her free-flowing auburn -colored hair and long skirt moving with the song. Her movement allowed me glances of perfect legs… Read more
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(Johnnie in Germany 1978) A letter. Sometime cigarettes, good booze and a pen can give a man a reason to be alive. When we parachute blind into love,even a renegade spirit can be broken.I tried to hide my misery in good cognac and Germany wine. I allowed myself to fall into a delusional state where… Read more
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(My grandparent in 1979 in Detroit.) I lost my Ojibwa Grandmother in 1981. She had a hard life. You would never know. She loved her children and wanted them to know freedom. Grandmother hope and wishes. Dear Grandmother was a kind woman. She was took from her reservation as a young child. They cut her… Read more
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When you give with a hopeful heart, you will get more in return . If nature has made you for a giver, your hands are born open, and so is your heart; and though there may be times when your hands are empty, your heart is always full, and you can give things out of… Read more
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Please dance with me. She danced a circle dance for the moon and the stars.Her hair flowed freely in the warm nightly breeze.I told the kind moon, thank you for sending me the gift of kind and gentle woman. She came closer to me and she told me. The sea is alive tonight. The dancing… Read more
