Joel M Frye
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hold you in his armchair, you can feel his diseaseA Poem by Joel M FryeSome days I am socomfortable I simplycan't f*****g stand it. |
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EssenceA Poem by Joel M FryeScent of hyacinthin pot fills the living roomwith shackled springtime. |
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Sonnet for a dear, dear friendA Poem by Joel M FryeWould 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.. |
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poetic realityA Poem by Joel M Fryei walk a fine linedrawn between challenging readand scrambled word-hash;incomprehensible andsharp-edged cutting clarity |
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Being no/thing mattersA Poem by Joel M Fryeif anyonewere to benothing,then everyonewould be(supreme)lybeing. |
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StoicismA Poem by Joel M FryeYou're allowed to showyour pain; I can handle yoursand mine together. |
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ConfirmationA Poem by Joel M FryeI 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.. |
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I Love My GunA Poem by Joel M FryeThis one's both kinds a'music...country AND western. |
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Paging Mr. BuzziA Poem by Joel M FryeHe 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. |
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all the time in the worldA Poem by Joel M Fryeleave me your moments spentwithout thinking, staring into spacewhile on hold or waiting in linefor your slush of cold coffeeall that time pulsing away.. |
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