We are alone
Late-night in Atlantic Ocean
Love no longer torn
Tag: life
107
Polished marble floor
We danced tango once more
Then left separate doors
106
Pulling net from sea
His weather-beaten face
displayed
simplicity
105
You’re the greed prophet
Look!
Emptying my pockets
Is this not enough?
104
Walked down end of street
Put my thumb up hitchhiking
Let’s see where this leads
103
Locked away so tight
Key buried deep inside
Your soul of bitterness
102
Can of no name soup
Some white bread
Six pack of beer
Alone
No one cares
101
Lying in hammock
Smoking pipe
Drinking beer
Watching bananas grow
33
To control one’s life
A person needs to train the
mind to be relaxed
10
He once had it all
His life was so easy
Then
Everything was gone
The Hermit Poet's Ramblings 