Missed my typewriter
We again together
Back to being writer
Author: The Hermit Poet's Ramblings
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Settle down I’m here
Holding you in darkness
Forever protected
93
Far far far from shore
My two a.m. ocean swim
Explodes endorphins
92
Came to cut lettuce
Caterpillars having breakfast
Garden feeds all
91
Guesthouse In India
He refused request for towel
Cheap room
Cheap service
90
Beautiful dark skin
Braided hair without a care
She’s from Jamaica
89
Serpents circling
Back to back swords in our hands
Together to end
87
Break from internet
Making love on waterbed
Made some time for us
86
My typewriter keys
Starting to look rusty
They are still friends to me
85
Walking on beach sand
Holding surfboard in my hands
I feel young again
84
Walking streets of Rome
Late night feeling alone
Sofia took me home
83
Looking at my wife
in the early morning light
I’m a lucky guy
82
Stirring the pasta
Drinking Italian red wine
She looks really fine
81
Worked garden for years
Hurricane blew all away
Start over next day
80
Boy and his father
Walking across the field
Bonding for lifetime
79
Over 21 still living at home
Do it on your own
Stop living in parents’ home
Life is no free ride
Go make your mark and have drive
You will feel so much alive
78
Today in garden
A lizard killed butterfly
At least reason why
77
Colorful mangoes
Hanging from my backyard tree
Are delight to see
71
Wounded warriors
Chasing ghosts of happiness
down deep dark cavern
70
Peaceful morning swim
In Atlantic Ocean
Will not wash away sins
69
Parlez-vous français?
She looks fantastique
Wearing her silk lingerie
68
Sitting under tree
Having sweet biscuits and tea
Feeling Bourgeoisie
67
Dusting eight track tapes
Resurrects memories of
Carefree high school dates
66
Transplanting Gingers
Brings about tremendous peace
To my mind and soul
65
Copacabana Beach, Rio, Brazil
Drinking cachaça
Bonita morenas
Gringo no go casa
64
Clinging to palm tree
The Iguana looks at me
Like I’m trespassing
63
Tap Tap Tap the keys
Rum coke typewriter and me
Deep in fantasy
62
Eating nuts in trees
Squirrels could care less about
Human luxuries
61
Jumping out of bed
I rush out to my garden
To pick morning crops
60
Sprinkling tear-drops
Continuity is lost
Cold like winter frost
59
Street Photographers
Silently shoot their frames of
Everyday magic
58
Chip away extras
Wanting more more only festers
Toys are our masters
57
Mail carrier
Hauls his delivery bag
Full of surprises
56
Always at same time
She sits and drinks her red wine
Blocking out her mind
55
Shackled by ego
Possessed by hollow treasures
Mankind rots away
54
Cold Analysis
Conflicts with intuition
Causing me great pain
53
Working heavy bag
Stress drifts away from me like
Helium balloon
52
Paddling canoe
In the Florida Everglades
The boy becomes man
51
Scorching hot asphalt
Reminds me of obstacles
Faced in my lifetime
The Hermit Poet's Ramblings 