Category: Red Line Wine

Once Upon

ONCE UPON Once upon a teenage dance, Held in hearts of true romance, Nervous shaking and stepped on toes, So many things one never knows,   Once upon a midnight hour, In a moment of that weakened power, Star crossed friends becoming lovers, So many things that youth […]

Forever Old

Within the drops of rain, a broken diamond chain, comes a flood of memories, currents strong, the deepest seas, of people I have been, and lives I have lived in, it doesn’t matter how, for I am only here, and now. Between the sun bright rays, where darkness […]

Demons 6-27-91

Oh what demons I have seen,  in the blazing light of day, And in the night they’ve followed me, As I’ve traveled on my way, Within the shadows down each hall, Within the moisture of the mist, In my deepest heart, I know, The demons I have kissed. […]

Red Line Wine, Available Now!

Red Line Wine, Selected poetry and prose, 1977-1996. This is the lightning in a bottle of my youth. I hope that you enjoy these poems and pieces of prose. You may read a few of them here, listed below.  ~ Thank you for reading! ~ T.S. The Cafe […]

Coming soon…Red Line Wine

  I’m working on the final poems in a collection or poetry and prose titled, Red Line Wine, that I first put together in 1996. These are the poems and prose of my youth, of first love, of heartbreak, of dreams, homesickness, longing, of hope, and believing that […]

The Cafe’ New Orleans.

The Café New Orleans May, 1996 It was the kind of morning that I love, the sky, a mix of cold greys and steely blues, a chill in the air and the smell of rain. I was sitting at the counter reading a newspaper, one of the last […]

Adam’s Rib

Adam’s Rib July 17, August 6, 1994 They were holding hands, This old woman and man, Rocking in time, Fingers knotted, Entwined, She spun out a rhyme. The old man raised an eyebrow, As she began to tell it so, Every word he knew he’d know, All the […]

A Tangent to Hamlet.

  How does one endure such distance? Is it true that you have grown to hate me? How would I know otherwise? As I am left with no more than the memory of a kiss so torturous it burns my very soul. Am I no more to thee […]

Endings

All the night my fingers flew, You slept alone and never knew, The dreams that I was making true, All the night my fingers flew, Up to – The Top of the World and back, Flew around each railroad track, Across the keys then stopped to crack, Get […]