Shalom Freedman Poems

There are times in life
When all is so clear
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There are writers I miss
Once a long time ago
They were my friends-
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And hear a poem within myself
I know Life
Has a chance-
Maybe it will be alright
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Listening to Rhapsody in Blue again
The Dreams the Tears the Memories-
All the feeling that brought us into being
And will never be anymore in this world-
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Waiting for the wind
To blow us away -
Be Kind to the other specks of dust,
What else is there?
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I am only what I am-
Stars and dreams and worlds and lights
Others make them greater than me-
But I am only what I am-
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How many humiliations will I have to go through
Before the End comes?
How many small punctures and pains?
How many pleas for help unanswered?
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I may write still more
I should perhaps have been wiser
And concentrated on only a few
Over many years
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Where to begin again?
And how to begin again?
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After the afternoon nap
The mind has a new life
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