Writings from the Hotel California Sebastian Fl.

Not into doing a blog tonight.  So instead some poetry from the new book.  Thinking of a lot of things and writing.

Last night’s quiet waning moon

Sets softly into the boughs of the tree

Outside my door

Venus nestled brightly to her right side

The beauty of the sea wind

Touches the leaves tenderly

And the night sounds about me

Speak of peace, harmony, and tranquility

In the dying moments of this day

And ,,,,,,

 a love poem in the style of Pablo Neruda 

The day was a thin red line

A hint of fire

Where the sea meets the black of night

Standing in the silence

Listening to the beating of my heart

Watching the world in its daily rebirth

My thoughts are of you

And the beginnings of love

That stir in my heart

My thoughts are of your tender touch

Of your voice that I yearn to hear

Of your soul that speaks softly to me

I pause to wonder and to wish

And I look into my heart in the gathering light

Hoping that these feelings

Will never end