Monthly Archive: May, 2018

Monterey Wharf

Monterey Wharf   The city of Monterey, hard to find. But a gem, when found. Gateway to Big Sur and Pfiefer beach. The Monterey Wharf, free sample of clam chowder and kind faces.… Continue reading

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Poem: In Memoriam

 

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California mountain

The mountain city Slow and easy pace in the mountains. Time to think and reflex¬† on life, The mountain is a wise teacher. Better to be mountain, then a running river. Good to… Continue reading

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Looking for Hemingway

Looking for Hemingway Looking for Hemingway   It is happy hour at the Monterey wharf, I was looking for Earnest Hemingway. I ordered two double shots of Irish whiskey. I put one in… Continue reading

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Write down your wishes and prayers

California poetry, Write down your wishes and prayers (A small store in Monterey had a box for prayers. I liked the idea.)   Simple life need, just enough. If we take more than… Continue reading

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California mountains

California mountains   No factories, kind people. Open country and a million acres of forest. No rushing, slow pace. This is what life should be. Coyote      

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A thousand years

A thousand years   You came to me in my sweet dreams again and you were dancing in your white Summer dress by the lake.   I watched your beautiful face smiling and… Continue reading

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Ripples

Originally posted on Megha's World:
Those shimmering lights dancing, teasing, turning every flicker of light falling on me. bending teasing and birthing a new poem, a new love, caressing a new emotion…

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Old Monterey and Hemingway

Old Monterey and Hemingway   I was looking for my friend Hemingway. They hid him away. My old eyes found him moved, near the sea on Monterey wharf. We stood together and we… Continue reading

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The rising sun

The rising sun   I sat in the New Orleans in 1996. I liked New Orleans. Hard time and hard days couldn’t kill her spirit. I drank whiskey with old men and pretty… Continue reading

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