On the beach…just a few pictures of the sun rising to say hello once again.








On the beach…just a few pictures of the sun rising to say hello once again.








I am a big animal lover. No matter what size they are. I have had fish since the mid 80s. I love them. I love to watch them play, watch them eat, and I love to eat them too; just not my fish.

My fish talk to me
I am not crazy you see
they really love me
A. Hernandez 8 10 2023
Some pictures I took on our walk on the beach yesterday.









I proclaim my love
Eternal for you
Only you
And nobody but you
I proclaim my soul for you
For just you
You know it’s true
That it is only you.
I proclaim I’m insane
For you
Just you.
Only you
Can make me feel blue
It’s so very true.
Just you.
I proclaim I need you to hear this
I need you to understand my bliss
If you are gone it is you I miss.
I proclaim this.
This.
Always and forever my sweet miss.
A. Hernandez 2 7 2023

There are so many ways
To fuck up.
So many ways to muck
It up.
So many ways.
Man, there are too many ways.
Stay away that day,
That brings shit my way,
And everything that way.
Cause like I said
To Billy J. Fred
You will end up dead.
4 8 2023 a. Hernandez


Where did the sun go?
Was I too late or too slow?
Oh, we’ll never know.
A. Hernandez 1 18 2023
Peace be with all kinds
The small the tall the poor one,
And sad one as well.
A. Hernandez 12 27 2022


A. Hernandez 1 17 1989
All around me, you see, butterflies zoom around me.
Landing on my big nose is a spotted black with red background
One. It’s huge 3 inch right wing stretching as to
Say hello to me. SO cute I believe.
More and more they came. Flutters and mutters of wings
Clutters the breeze, it was as if the air turn to
Flying insect and my lungs were breathing them in. much better
Than fog, smog, or that other toxic crap people suck in.
In the far distance the sun began to melt into the
Earth, with butterflies fading into the red fire that
The sun was imitating.
A. Hernandez 1 17 1989

Art Hernandez 5-19- 2000
Poor little freak pretending to sleep, with your eyes wide open and ready to swell.
Poor little freak, stab you I might, now get your butt out of my sight!
Poor little freak, with freaky glasses and freaked up smell,
I can stand you no longer so go straight to hell!
Poor little freak, with your tiny little freaky brain,
Sticking out the many holes in your head;
Its dripping to the ground, your dripping your stain.
Lap up your mess, and get before I find you dead!
Freaky little man, with freaky little plans,
Swarming in your freaking mind,
Condemned souls are what you find,
Freaky little man, better make your stand!
I must turn from this mirror……
I must turn from this mirror.
Art Hernandez 5-19- 2000
