“I want to see you again”

I want to see you again   The powerful Pacific ocean hide the love stories of the fearless lovers. I wandered the beaches of Monterey.   I looked at the faces of the… Continue reading →

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The sea and the chess game.

Old Poet set-up the chess game and I opened the bottle of tequila. The old man had few friends. People saw a old man with no-place to go. They do not sit with… Continue reading →

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Have mercy

Have mercy   Pretty girl, she told me. Chameleons faces we have, we have become strangers to self, forgot who we were. Once we were whiskey drinking people, who sang and danced, all… Continue reading →

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Pretty words

Pretty words   Dangerous beautiful lady in her tight black dress and wearing chain of amethyst crystal upon her neck. Was my crystal once and she wanted it more than I did. She… Continue reading →

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A Monterey Summer day

A Monterey Summer day   The poet sat alone drinking his coffee near the Monterey Bay. He was 35 years old and he felt like he had lived five lifetimes. The soldiers in… Continue reading →

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California a-dreaming

A California a-dreaming   Once on a full moon night in the Winter of 1992, I found my true love. I saw her dancing and moving for me and she bewitched my heart… Continue reading →

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The sway of the sea

The sway of the sea   I watched her paint her face, she covered her majesty face with colors of brown and black.   I told her, you don’t need the make-up. Your… Continue reading →

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I called your name

I called your name   I called your name standing on the Monterey pier. The stars didn’t listen to my prayer.   I recalled a memory, a blessing, a forsaken place and tangle… Continue reading →

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My California

My California   Azure sky, chaos Pacific ocean, my lover. The stormy sea, the murmur of the sea, whispered to me. Love may slumber, war are never-ending and we shall remember the sweetest… Continue reading →

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“Listen to the wind”

Listen to the wind Find a valley where the kind wind can sing to you, stand in an apple tree orchard, touch an apple, taste the sweetness. Gifts, wonderful gift from Mother Nature.… Continue reading →

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