poetry
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Sin, gin and skin. The bar poet, the bar storyteller told stories to the desperate people. He told them, we will have rainy days and the rain will stop. The sun will return. Bad days, become fewer bad days. One day, we will find what we need. Sin, gin and skin. Lowest of men will… Read more
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Stitches. I remember her last words. The million hellos were erased by a midnight goodbye. Once we entwined our lives and now in my secret place. A million fingerprints, leftover reminders. I painted on her tender and raw skin, love words. Over and over till they became meaningless. Somehow the love words made her bleed… Read more
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You can’t catch the wind. 1- Her eyes were cold; her voice was just a whisper of hope. She told me. Dear Johnnie. You can’t catch the wind and love is for the lucky. 2- I told the people near me. Big mouth, no guts. Liars, create of ugliness, we do not need these men… Read more
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A July night memory.. Once upon a time, dear Mary. I held you. Your nude body against my body and I remember the softness of your brown eyes. We were wild horses and we wanted to feel everything and more. We knew, You were a Summer day and I was a poor man wishing for… Read more
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1- Was a sweet dream once. Prettiest gal I ever known. Befriended me and I adored her. I didn’t learn yet. Never love a broken-hearted woman. A locked-up heart cannot be opened till she forgives herself. A cold hearted can stay frozen till time steal the pain away. 2- You can share whiskey; you can… Read more
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My dearest Monterey butterfly. She shrouded her face in fake smiles and she wanted little. I called her my Monterey butterfly, always escaping when someone wanted to get close. She adored the sea; she loved to dance alone on the Monterey Bay seaside. I told her dear Angela, love and men are thieves. Always wanting… Read more
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Poetry for the Pacific Ocean. I love to hear the orchestra of the Pacific Ocean.. The choir of the moving water, the hymn of the crashing waves and if we listen, maybe we can hear a siren song. When we adore the ocean, she can delight our hearts and we can love her tender melody. She can… Read more
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1- Once, I saw everything in your eyes. You told me, your dreams of Big Sur and climbing Mount Rainier. I was thankful my kind friend. You loved me. 2- Like this. She asked me, where are the kind people? Where are the beautiful places? We walked barefoot into the Monterey Bay Pacific ocean. I… Read more
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Some little poetry.. 1- His Achilles heel was his grandchildren, he tried to keep them safe. And he knew, he had left them a messy world for them. He allowed hateful voices of cold-blooded men and women, to blacken the beauty of life. 2- Fortune gain, fortune lost. Maybe a penny saved? 3- He knew,… Read more
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Sanctuary 1- I love you my pretty, I love you for a thousand reasons. You make me feel important and safe. In my confused and hard world, you listen to me in the early morning, you listen to me when the night is long and lonely. You are my sanctuary, my sweetest comfort and I… Read more
