Black as the night
Black as the night I watched her dance alone to the holy Jazz songs. Simmering words make her body move slow and easy to the songs. I know to keep my distance.… Continue reading
My California
My California Do you remember me? I do remember you. I am jealous of the sun, the lucky sun falls into the California sea. I remember when I suicided boarded the Pacific.… Continue reading
For Joey and some words.
Play me the waltz of the angels I wrote some names down to paper, each name were kind mentors to me. In quiet prayers, I pray to sit with them again, talk till… Continue reading
A few years ago… 1991
Originally posted on News from Ibonoco:
(Réédition du 10 décembre 2018) Qui m’appelle et me dérange ainsi en pleine apesanteur d’esprit ? Qu’on me laisse à mes rêveries infinies, infiniment profondes…
Big Sur meditation
Big Sur meditation Who are we, my friend? Is our life half empty or half filled? I have seen people who gave-up and gave-in into the struggle of life. Lifeless eyes, waiting for… Continue reading
Song of the seasons
The song of fall Warm days, cold nights. Create an restless passion. I can hear the whisper of the wind on a solitary hill. Old Mother Nature is calling for aid. The water… Continue reading
“I saw a face”
I saw a face I saw a face in the distance. A beautiful tempting face. The face brought back a sweet memory, was once a sweet memory. She walked toward me and… Continue reading
“Peace will come, even if, only by one”
Peace will come, even if, only by one. Old man sat by the sea. He whispered a prayer, a old prayer repeated often in his lifetime. “Please God of the sea, please god… Continue reading
Amore e Libertà
Originally posted on tavolozza di vita:
Amore e libertà …la dimensione dell’avere è sempre la dimensione della scontettezza. …l’Amore deve essere appreso è la più grande arte che esista. …l’Amore è molto più…
“Two shots of happy, one shot of sad”
Two shots of happy, one shot of sad I painted pretty pictures for us, I made landscape of perfect and beautiful places. But we danced on the thread of real words. We… Continue reading