I am who I have been looking for... We are all searching for something. And maybe this message is it. I want to give you something of who I am and how I see the world. I hope this video will make you smile. I'm counting down the days to my voyage of discovery. I … Continue reading I am who I am looking for…
Who is That Child
who is that child by your side who is that child is he the one I always wanted is he the love part of you living on born of another your love child I want to know your son I want to hold him close I want to see … Continue reading Who is That Child
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Lip Service I taste a salty tear, let it fall the furrows aging my face no longer smiling the pain raw it seems with time I remember too much, too clear, too sad did you tell my sister you loved me? that I was distant? explain to me how an infant can … Continue reading #1 Love Rehab on Amazon, thank you.
Cougar Bra … a poem
it sneaks up on you a thief, yes a thief of dreams a thief of life one moment you are young vibrant, sexy and life, lacking discretion demands attention threatens deletion for indiscretions of the bodily kind without compassion steals your passion erases your dreams sends visions of death and dreams … Continue reading Cougar Bra … a poem
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Pablo Neruda, on the Intersection of Politics and Poetry, Longreads
In 1970, Chilean poet Pablo Neruda (1904-1973) sat down for an interview with The Paris Review just months before abandoning his campaign for president, running as the Chilean Communist Party candidate. American author Rita Guibert conducted the interview at Neruda’s home in Isla Negra, just south of Valparaiso: Oh, there is no advice to give … Continue reading Pablo Neruda, on the Intersection of Politics and Poetry, Longreads