Joel M Frye : Writing

hold you in his armchair, you can feel his disease

hold you in his armchair, you can feel his disease

A Poem by Joel M Frye


Some days I am socomfortable I simplycan't f*****g stand it.
Essence

Essence

A Poem by Joel M Frye


Scent of hyacinthin pot fills the living roomwith shackled springtime.
Sonnet for a dear, dear friend

Sonnet for a dear, dear friend

A Poem by Joel M Frye


Would that my words would lift you from yourselfand take you far enough away to seethe wonder-fullness of your soul; the wealthof wisdom, love and gen..
poetic reality

poetic reality

A Poem by Joel M Frye


i walk a fine linedrawn between challenging readand scrambled word-hash;incomprehensible andsharp-edged cutting clarity
Being no/thing matters

Being no/thing matters

A Poem by Joel M Frye


if anyonewere to benothing,then everyonewould be(supreme)lybeing.
Stoicism

Stoicism

A Poem by Joel M Frye


You're allowed to showyour pain; I can handle yoursand mine together.
Confirmation

Confirmation

A Poem by Joel M Frye


I gave a child my name one day;abandoned her in three short years.Divorce and dreams pulled me away,but not without regrets or tears.A lousy father, t..
I Love My Gun

I Love My Gun

A Poem by Joel M Frye


This one's both kinds a'music...country AND western.
Paging Mr. Buzzi

Paging Mr. Buzzi

A Poem by Joel M Frye


He hums his happy-making tune,she c***s a brow, one dimple shows,then slyly spreads across her lips.She knows full well what is to come.
all the time in the world

all the time in the world

A Poem by Joel M Frye


leave me your moments spentwithout thinking, staring into spacewhile on hold or waiting in linefor your slush of cold coffeeall that time pulsing away..