Joel M Frye : Writing

Love Poem

Love Poem

A Poem by Joel M Frye


You may be sorry you asked, Frank...
Breathe...

Breathe...

A Poem by Joel M Frye


I love my in-laws; I love my time. *sigh
Yarn from an Old Hand

Yarn from an Old Hand

A Poem by Joel M Frye


LA Lorena reminded me of an oldie but moldie...
Let them eat....

Let them eat....

A Poem by Joel M Frye


The starving artist story reads better than it lives...but I have lived it with full knowledge. And have lived happier for it, mostly.
How Ya Doin'?

How Ya Doin'?

A Poem by Joel M Frye


I live now in a small garageat times still half again too big.It's not your style, a bit unkempt;perhaps a bit too much like me.Clean dishes jumbled b..
Invocation

Invocation

A Poem by Joel M Frye


A candle burns for all of you today;marshals its unflinching flame, bracesfor the quick sharp blast of sudden breathas the dark inhales a strand of sm..
Clockwatch

Clockwatch

A Poem by Joel M Frye


s p r e a d i n g outpoured viscousmelting into(howslowly) an after-noonFriday notpassingyour buzz hoveringgathering time fromevery flowering..
Bed of Roses

Bed of Roses

A Poem by Joel M Frye


One of the phases of the second ex-Mrs. Frye...
Lady Chasing Rainbows

Lady Chasing Rainbows

A Poem by Joel M Frye


There's a vision in the lightning of a springtime thunderstorm,a thought to be rekindled one cold evening to stay warm.The sun was drinking clouds awa..
Song without words

Song without words

A Poem by Joel M Frye


Another oldie but moldy...