“Drink of me dear lover”
Drink of me my dear lover I loved the Austin Texas nights. Alive and vibrant with people and good sound. I roamed to her every weekend for five years. The… Continue reading
Drink of me my dear lover I loved the Austin Texas nights. Alive and vibrant with people and good sound. I roamed to her every weekend for five years. The… Continue reading
Father never cried My father drank his rum and coke every night. As a child, I accepted his want to find peace in the rum. I would sit with him and I saw… Continue reading
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
She’s crazy I was like my father I believed. I liked the whiskey and the gin and I loved the women too. I believe I was a rolling stone who wanted the… Continue reading
I called your name Beautiful lady weeps for me. I departed for unknown destination. I didn’t know. First tears will take us to weight-full memories and places amidst lonely descended wants and… Continue reading
Black heart In 1994, old soldier was trying to drink himself to death. He had given everything he owned away and left everyone he loved. Behind. He loved the crimson light,… Continue reading
Sunday’s thoughts I was a soldier once. The soldiers saw men and women, not color, race or religion. We were not perfect but if a brother soldier needed help. The soldiers in… Continue reading
Never again, Nie wieder, Plus jamais. (The old man spoke with tears. He told me it must never happen again. He told me… Continue reading
The hills and the Apache I had two bottles of strong tequila, a bag of some fresh lemons. I drove for three hours to the California… Continue reading
The Iron Mountain song I have finished my journey and I drove to Iron Mountain. Been 30 years since I saw her face and I needed to talk to her one more… Continue reading