Not from anywhere but from everywhere Germany, Korea, Viet Nam, USA, Army Veteran, Germany 1966-1968, Viet Nam 1968-1969. Two kids and bunch of grandkids. Enjoy my Roses, fishing and card playing. I may not write for several months and then I can not stop for several weeks. I have notebooks with 4 or 5 lines only, waiting for me to return.
After a long time, I heard them again: peacocks. Bequeathing the pilgrim sun to palm trees; poised to open sexuality. Ah, the purple lips of a downing cloud sets the sky on a chase for a lost love of the
We are here. Of that there seems little doubt. Why, or how there seems much doubt. Some say it’s due to the divine. That, to me seems like a punt. Humans have always used gods/god to explain the unexplainable. Gods
Thoughts need collating for fresher start again Midst environs amiable devoid of societal strain Rise above compulsions rewrite afresh the slate Be one with the nucleus in mystical sort of state Charming poems about Beginnings Grand poems on Life* Have