by Fred Nicholson | Jun 23, 2019 | Fredisms, Love is...
We are one organ Not just you and meand baby makes 3. There are wilder beastsbees fleas donkey knees blood cells & Buddhist bellsall creation and imagination see it and believe itbelieve it to be it. There are infinite pipes.We are one organ. f...
by Fred Nicholson | Jun 22, 2019 | Fred Nicholson, Stories
there has been duty, quiet, tearsand just now I am sad, alone, emptyNo, not alone. Lonely! Sure, there are words, the garden,projects in no distinct order. Breathe, look around. What’s missing? The warmth of an other. There is no otherbeyond words and thought....
by Fred Nicholson | Jun 20, 2019 | All Mixed Up, Stories
I saw a sign,’Support Immigrants’Made me wrinkle my brow. Support immigrants?Even the buffalo immigrated here,from some where. Think about it.We’re all immigrants.Support which immigrants? f ADDENDUMA friend said buffalo were always here or may have...
by Fred Nicholson | Jun 9, 2019 | Fredisms, Love is...
Care Giver Give & Receive.Complete the Circle.*Change. live lifefluid flux flow*Fear “I love you sweetie.You’re going to die.” f 195
by Fred Nicholson | Jun 7, 2019 | Love is the Answer, Stories
The body and mindtemporary vesselsare recastin one form or an other Spirit rises as a toe, tonguecherry tree bearing fruita thought out loudor nested in silence I thank light and darkand in betweenfor all the blessingswe’ve shared in life Are they separateor is...
by Fred Nicholson | May 26, 2019 | Fredisms, Love is...
Memorial Day all ’round. Mourning the lossHailing the victor losers and winners,since caves and trees,a lesson still unlearned. One becomes another,’til there is no other. f 194
by Fred Nicholson | May 26, 2019 | Fredisms, Love is...
Quickies (jus’ now finishing up at 12:36 pm). Open with a question.What’s on the menu? Flail the loser.Hail the winner. Close with an answer.The human dilemma.*Want more of what you got?Get it. Want more of who you are?Love,*Death a voiceloud and...
by Fred Nicholson | May 23, 2019 | Fredisms
Talk to with meI saywrapped in this blue terry robeleaning forwardon left elbow and right handmoving the TULneedlepoint pen. Why to with . . .?I some times talk to others.Talking with others is a step up.Receive Ingest RespondIngest Share ListenOne way is ‘me...
by Fred Nicholson | Mar 21, 2019 | Fredisms
a warm body belly snuggle cuddle you got it? yeah, me too. f191
by Fred Nicholson | Mar 21, 2019 | Fredisms
The time is near my old friend said as the train approached the station. f190
by Fred Nicholson | Mar 21, 2019 | Fredisms
No Thing has arrived. Imagine greeting no thingat the front door. No clothes. No body. No thing. f189
by Fred Nicholson | Mar 18, 2019 | All Mixed Up, Love is the Answer, Stories
all is Still. [OK. Take a slow breath or two or more ] Still is never enough, is it?[Here comes the preachy talk.] Still is defined by the ‘and’ or ‘what’ words.More short stories in the making. Can you imagine your MindStill in still with...
