Daily Archive: December 18, 2019

My Bonnie girl

My Bonnie gal   I am going to Aberdeen, to be near the sea. I am waiting for a miracle, my Scotland blessing.   I have loved the ginger-hair girl, eyes of hazel… Continue reading

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The Trees Remember

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Dappled light warms the nutrient soil through dew laden boughs, wreathed in the scent of pine and rich, dark earth – I stand;Barefoot. The vibrations of the…

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The sweetest gal

The sweetest gal   I brought the most beautiful girl near and I raised my glass to the sky in the dark tavern. I said aloud.   “Drink to you, drink to me… Continue reading

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