Locked away so tight
Key buried deep inside
Your soul of bitterness
Locked away so tight
Key buried deep inside
Your soul of bitterness
Can of no name soup
Some white bread
Six pack of beer
Alone
No one cares
Lying in hammock
Smoking pipe
Drinking beer
Watching bananas grow
Humble on my knees
Casually pulling weeds
My garden comforts me
Sitting peacefully
Back straight facing the blank wall
My blood pressure falls
Shaving her tan legs
Hot bath foamy cream sharp blade
Relieves stress of day
Looks flash in pan
Creative
Intelligent
Women
Turn me on
Backpack having fits
Hey hermit lets go on trip
We both need a lift
Missed my typewriter
We again together
Back to being writer
Settle down I’m here
Holding you in darkness
Forever protected
Far far far from shore
My two a.m. ocean swim
Explodes endorphins
Came to cut lettuce
Caterpillars having breakfast
Garden feeds all
Guesthouse In India
He refused request for towel
Cheap room
Cheap service
Beautiful dark skin
Braided hair without a care
She’s from Jamaica
Serpents circling
Back to back swords in our hands
Together to end
In the game too long
Time to get up walk away
Before heart decays
Break from internet
Making love on waterbed
Made some time for us
My typewriter keys
Starting to look rusty
They are still friends to me
Walking on beach sand
Holding surfboard in my hands
I feel young again
Walking streets of Rome
Late night feeling alone
Sofia took me home
Looking at my wife
in the early morning light
I’m a lucky guy
Stirring the pasta
Drinking Italian red wine
She looks really fine
Worked garden for years
Hurricane blew all away
Start over next day
Boy and his father
Walking across the field
Bonding for lifetime
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
Today in garden
A lizard killed butterfly
At least reason why
Colorful mangoes
Hanging from my backyard tree
Are delight to see
Hey dude got a smoke?
Things turned South against the ropes
All gone except hope
When running business
Think just like the Japanese
Be in for long haul
Today’s tourists
Travelling all over globe
Check off bucket list
To show who is the coolest
While poor struggle to exist
Dressed in her teddy
Trimming my beard and shaves me
Kiss passionately
She’s a good woman
No tricks lies fooling around
Hangs tight when chips down
Wounded warriors
Chasing ghosts of happiness
down deep dark cavern
Peaceful morning swim
In Atlantic Ocean
Will not wash away sins
Parlez-vous français?
She looks fantastique
Wearing her silk lingerie
Sitting under tree
Having sweet biscuits and tea
Feeling Bourgeoisie
Dusting eight track tapes
Resurrects memories of
Carefree high school dates
Transplanting Gingers
Brings about tremendous peace
To my mind and soul
Copacabana Beach, Rio, Brazil
Drinking cachaça
Bonita morenas
Gringo no go casa