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Envy

A Poem by Francis Rosenfeld

Nature feels freer just before the morning by shadow of darkness, by silver moon beam. Life is then heightened, more precious, more vibrant a whirl..

Groundhog Day

A Poem by Francis Rosenfeld

I hide my pain, I ride the rain, I exercise my life in vain. I see the shame, I fight the wane, I cry out from the tortured strain.

The Dreaming

A Story by Francis Rosenfeld

Last night I dreamt of Australia again. I was a young girl with dark eyes and sun kissed skin, barely out of my childhood, riding through the Outbac..

Loop

A Poem by Francis Rosenfeld

I wade through the symbols of essence unseen by light and by shadow departing a dream, all centered inside of the self shell of me. The light pus..

On Being Here

A Poem by Francis Rosenfeld

On being here, on living here, on being lived by me: One for the stone, two for the wind, three for the perfect sea Four for the love, five for the ..

Life Itself

A Poem by Francis Rosenfeld

I sit inside my silence, not even awake, maybe, waiting patiently for the cocoon to open, not eager, not afraid.I wait.What is tomorrow, if not anothe..

Memory

A Poem by Francis Rosenfeld

From my new collection of poetry Don't Look Down

Who?

A Poem by Francis Rosenfeld

Who is to know what the future will hold, the future from here to forever? Who is to say what the fate has in store, the fate that has brought us..

Being Nobody

A Poem by Francis Rosenfeld

There’s no point in searching, is what I was taught, for other kind souls to befriend; there’s no one to save you, you’re all that..

Chat

A Poem by Francis Rosenfeld

Are you there God? It’s me, Francis. Yes, dear, I am here, like the last time you called, and the time before that, and the time before ..