Wish I could live again my infancy
And cling to her soft breasts and brood
And coo, looking into her soft blue eyes,
Vanishing dreams…
Game of the heart
Every man is an ocean, ever on the lookout in debris
For lost treasures and possessions withered from his heart
Archipelago II
Archipelago II The islands of the Aegean Archipelago Were scattered like the islands in Her memory of Helen. The largest was the landscape of love, Shared, then lost, the most populated with memories. Then on to the most craggy of the lot: Rough spots, cliff-hangers, if you will– Some that had left them dangling by [...]
BEHIND THE WHITE FRONT DOOR
Every day I pass it by This house of solid wood, I would like to go inside If only that I could. It has a large veranda With wicker rocking chairs, And beautiful red geraniums Sit upon the stairs. Each time that I walk by it I feel the warmth inside, It makes me want [...]
Lost At Sea
Lost At Sea Since losing my pilot To a far off shore I’m like a sailing ship at sea, Depending on the wind To carry me To distant lands And unexplored shores. If the winds do not prevail There is nothing To fill my sail The oceans tides Will guide my ride Without my pilot [...]
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