Fredisms

may I suggest

may I suggest

we share more love
and less Covid

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In the End

In the End,

no,
just before the end we can hope
for Heaven to be a new home
and Hell where others go.

When still a child, I wondered
if broken bodies are reassembled
before they arrive in those two places.

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Mind

Mind

If our Western culture did not fear
what we perceive as leaving
our attachment to life,
for the unknown
darkness,

we’d be better off,
knowing change
is constantly
deceiving
Mind,

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Mother Love

Mother Love

There is no love
like Mother love

We come through
live on, in and
around Her

Mother Love

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Not all love

Not all love

Not all love
is what is expected
in a thought-full world

Each breath is life flow
beyond learning
from a book

Share presents and feel
the presence of life
in a heart beat

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the Space Between

the Space Between.

“What space?”

is the question
that comes to mind.

Between
here and there?

There is only here,

so what space
are you alluding to?

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Next of kin.

Next of kin.

My nest of kin
is the robin’s,
in the trellis.

She swoops down
when I take a peek
at the three babies.

When we see all life
as our ‘next of kin’,
clarity will prevail.

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free?

free?

In this home of the brave
and land of the free,
what do you see?

You & me,
free?

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“How are you?”

To
“How are you?”

my response is
“I’ve been better and worse”.

If the puzzled look persists,
I may add,
“Isn’t that the nature of life?”

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wishes

wishes

come and go,

and like all life,

live in the dream.

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a tongue

a tongue
tip

wades thru
your pussy
lips drip

cream

deep
dip

sip

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Now,

Now,

between birth and death,
(ringing bells & wringing hands),
are the actions of a life experienced

or not, in eåch expressed breath
an instant of presence offers
bouquets of presents

shared with all
that is a life
of love.

Presence
occurs
Now

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between the sheets

between the sheets

life between the sheet
protective calm warm
OR
sheet over your head
no part exposed
until HE leaves
your room

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kill the heat

kill the heat

a little heat can kill you
a little cold can kill you
a little killer can kill you

I just willed this body
sitting in the 104 degrees
to be the heat, and it works.

It’s bedtime,
lights out,
fan on
high

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well,

well,

let me
tell you FB,

this mind
is not mine,

so you asking
‘what’s on it’

puzzles me
to no end

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Try this one on

Try this one on for your thoughts.

Dumping blood into a pool
party with shark guests

is only dangerous
when FEAR
appears.

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service

How far do my parameters
to serve another extend?
Through joy and pain,
thick and thin?

Jesus, like others,
served joyfully
with his life.

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Now

Now

when you’re struggling
out loud or in the privacy
of what you call Your mind,

a little known choice i have
is to hang this mind on the hook
and choose one better suited to me

or choose no mind
and live life
Now.

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costumes.

costumes.

the train leaves the track
with me, inside lookin’ out
from the fulcrum of change.

next stop, me and you
no longer know the other,
for there is no other to know.

costumes back on the hooks
labeled you and me
and baby
makes
3.

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Passing life.

Passing life.

.See what you want.
Some times you see
what’s in front of you.

I jus’ saw my bloody
head shattering shot
propelling bone frags

into the wall,
already stained
with dried blood.

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Heart Strings

Heart Strings

A pedal harp may have 47 strings.
Each string has a given tone.
Each tone has a purity.

Why lust after another string
before feeling my place
in this tune of life?

Only then
will melodies
be shared love.

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“I can’t breathe”

“I can’t breathe”
by one man

is an anthem of the many
under the boot
of a few.

Remove this boot,
another appears.

Boot after boot
after . . .

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a Thought.

a Thought.

It appears our eyes
are looking out,
not in.

What i get
is what i see.

When i cease
and all is
flow,

what
i feel
is love.

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Got an answer?

Got an answer?

When I was a kid
what I heard was
Jews killed Jesus,

but now I hear
support the Jews
and kill the Muslims.

What I want to know
is who decides
for us all?

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Our Stories

Our Stories

Growth:
When we know change
is the only constant
and live that way.

Some of us grip one story
thru a lifetime, fear full
of an identity loss.

A few others are their stories
of change and flow
is all there is.

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a Man’s mind

a Man’s mind

odd 
that I first wrote
‘a Ma’s mind’

and changed 
my mind
quick.

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the Room went dark

the Room went dark

And then ?
And then nothin’.

A room can’t go
or be any thing
without mind.

Put that
in your pipe
and smoke it

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‘Wiggly man’

‘wiggly man’

It just came to me,
the illusion of time

enables man to wiggle
out of being fully present.

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love alive

love alive

You wanna’ win friends
and influence people?

Live in each moment
with doors open
& love alive

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Listening,

Listening,

I heard a sound,
turned and stopped.

a Voice said,
“It’s nature Fred.
Don’t fight it.
Be It.”

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Change

Change

Change is the only constant,
so when feeling good or bad,

joyful or sad, be there 110 %,
knowing this too will change.

.Just a suggestive
out loud whisper.

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Change

Change

live it or
resist it

and still
it occurs.

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Lying.

Lying.

Once you start it’s hard to stop.

“He went for my gun.”
“He was charging me.”
“My life felt threatened.”

We all have cameras,
but it’s still hard
to stop lying.

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Back Yard Buns!

Back yard bunsI

I love your backyard buns,
sun warmed ready
to be savored.

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Some say,

Some say,

Some say the Son of Man,
(not Woman’s Daughter)
will surely return here one day.

I suggest He or She
has already appeared,

as all the flora and fauna
threatened with extinction.

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Who is who?

Who is who?

Is there a Who
in Love ?

If God is Love
and Love is all,
who is the Who ?

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THINK!

Can love be lost
when I see

through the fantasy
of you and me?

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the Child,

the child,
crying,
tied,

is bound
by lies,
lived

before 
being
born.

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TRUST

TRUST love
is the answer
and the living key
to is, was, and will be.

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now.

now.

Each life storm
has troughs
and crests.

Then the next
storm hits.

Each living day
could end
now

is all
there is.

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here me I

hear me I
When we look out
beyond me and I
and learn trust
means pain,

when help is needed,
the respite source
only resides
in turmoil
inside
here
me
I

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I Wish

I wish for
Presence

in life
death
breath

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Heart Song

Sharing ones truth
seeds all of life.

I thank you for seeding
my heart with you.

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the Vessel.

it holds a life time
of slowly fading
bits of pieces,

the vessel
named
Fred.

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the Vessel.

it holds a lifetime
of slowly fading
bits of pieces,

the vessel
named
Fred.

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January 15, 2021

Change

Change

I change the world
by changing my self,
quickly or slowly

one breath
at a time.

Try it
now.

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January 12, 2021

hey You,

hey You,

ain’t life
just full
of life ?

?

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January 9, 2021

Giving thanks.

Giving thanks.

I wish you all
the joy this day
can really bring,

when I am thankful
that each breath is life
connecting me with love.

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November 26, 2020

The Elephant

The elephant

No one is talking about
the elephant in the room.

The very near possibility
of a POC female President
sleeping in the U.S. White House

Geez, there I am future tripping again.

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POC: Person of Color

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November 1, 2020

Inner voices

Inner voices

the BIG voice says,
‘We are all in the same boat’.

the LITTLE voice says,
‘There’s my boat and your boat,
and my boat is better’.

‘I have a foot in each boat,
making it difficult to find balance.’

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October 30, 2020

just a thought.

Just a thought.

If early Africans had entered
through Ellis Island

todays African Americans
might be bi-lingual,

like some other Americans.

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October 27, 2019

Back yard buns

Back yard buns

I love your backyard buns,
sun warmed and ready to savor.


Back yard buns.

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10/25/20

You wanna be love-d?

You wanna be love-d?
2 steps.

1st)
No if when but.

2nd)
Love.

Simply love.

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February, 2015

There I was,

There I was,
confidently losing weight.

Today, the scale revealed
a 10 pounds gain.

That mind is a world-class character,
to befriend.

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September 20, 2020

Visual vanity

Visual vanity

that this COVID death
will display a mouth full
of life-like crowns,

not gaps
having waited in line
for a best impression.

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9/29/20

Belief.

Belief.

this heart
squeezed lemon-dry

by my thought
that the cause
is you.

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9/29/20

You want it?

You want it?

You got it
You got it?

Share it
You need it?

Receive it
Love

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9/17/19

It is said . . .

Tribe versus Conscious

It is said
women(white)
decided the 2016
Presidential election.

Some say,
“I will votemy conscious”
but instead
vote tribe.

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Published 9/23/20

Love Now

During the Covid,
let’s not add
to hysteria.

Sit,
Walk,
Stand,
Breathe.

Constant
Change is
Love Now.

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9/18/20

I hear

I hear
“Never forget 9/11”.

1619 was erased
as thoroughly
as possible.

Why forget one,
and not the other?

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9/13/20

Her tears.

Feels like earth
is crying fire

after having
exhausted
her tears.

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Published 9/12/20

Now AM I

and the Gospel says
forget the laws
live life now

all i am
is love
here

now
am
I

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a Crumbling house

a Crumbling house is scary.

What if you look around
and all you see is
crumbling,
period.

What
now?

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the Presents of Now

the Presents of Now

The question is . . .
what’s on your FB mind?
Here comes that question again.

What’s on your mind?

Have you thought about
how the apostrophe smoothes
the passage for a continuous flow?

That was on my mind then, and now
what next? a real Silly question,
’cause next is like tomorrow.

Neither are here Now
in this Present.

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the Gardener,

the Gardener,

reaps joy from her
attention to and
choice of seed.

She reaps
what she sows.

She hears,
‘amend your choices
to mend the garden’.

Amen.

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family!

family!

I have one
I can spell it
I’ve seen many
I know the meaning,

but I do not know
what it feels like
to love a family.

Do you?

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“Help! . . . “

“Help!
I’ve fallen and I can’t get up.”

When I relive an affirmation
many thousands of times,

will it become a seed
that fuels my life?

Just a thought.

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Love a . . .

Love
a

woman
infant
child
baby
man
boy
girl

love love
is enough.

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Eat cha heart out.

Eat cha heart out.

If you are around
to tell the tale,

you know heart
is not the center

of a living life.
I have to ask,

then what is?

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Be careful

Be careful

I told my self
washing dishes
at the kitchen sink

while crying
a faucet of tears
for no apparent reason.

Be careful.

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100% Purity

FEAR of loss is the motivation
for believing in the fantasy
world of a fantasy leader.

A drop of chocolate in a glass
of pure, 100 percent, wholesome,
unadulterated milk, will forever alter
the pedigree, that in itself is imagined.

Here we have insanity,
based in forgetfulness.

Let’s remember, we evolved
from drops of dark chocolate
on the land mass named Africa.

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our Chief Commander

Our Chief Commander talks non-sense.
His talks are all about them and us.
I said our, but we are his them.

His us only includes them,
that want N. America
to be great again.

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Between In and Out.

Between
Checking in
and
Checking out

the substance
in the sandwich
is most important.

You happy
with yours?

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a New Start.



a New Start.

Octopus arms
regenerate.

Lob off an arm,
it will grow back.

Lob off a head,
you get to start over.

What is all this talk
about defunding the police?

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now.

Where do birds
go?

No where
to go.

Here
today

tomorrow
yesterday

now.

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PLEASE help.

I know you.

You that guy
with the sign.

PLEASE help.

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Next stop?

Every body jumpin’ on
the Soul Train
these days

takin’ knees
changin’ street signs
huggin’ and raisin’ fists.

I wanna’ see
what happens

when George leaves
the station.

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Do it

Do it
Feel it

Cool air in
Warm air out

Slowly
Breath

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r p r t

r p r t

I don’t know poem,
from happy home.

I tap what shows up
and every body feels

in the right place
at the right time.

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the Cloak

Red White Black
Yellow Brown,

our hearts beat
the same.

Beneath the cloak
of color

is where coming
together resides.

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Inside out.

Inside out.

Beneath our armor,
lifetimes of armor,

beats a heart
of love.

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Talk talk talk

Talk talk talk
more
talk talk talk.

If no conscious action is taken
to accept, apologize and address
the commerce of institutional slavery

we can expect
more
talk talk talk.

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You believe that?

You believe that?

“We’re all in this together.”
That’s what they say

when we return
from their wars

missing minds and limbs
since early slavery days

being shunned
for being dark.

Yeah,
we’re all in this,
but not together.

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Capitalists Unite

Capitalists Unite

The heart of God
is a heart of gold,
some have said.

I say,
“if God’s heart is gold,
let’s pluck it out”.

Profit before Perfect.

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To save lives?

Why did we drop an atomic bomb
“TO SAVE LIVES”.

twice?
“TO CONFIRM CONSISTENT RESULTS”.

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Who breaks the law?

Who breaks the law?
illegals

Who makes the law?

Legals came here,
killed the native buffalo food,
chained a people’s body and mind,
dropped atomic bombs on 2 large cities,

and we still make the law.

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COVID-19

COVID-19

deez daze
soul mirrors
are the menu.

Just look around.

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We have all heard

we have all heard
life is what you
and I make it,

if you believe
there is a you
and a me too,

life is that, or
life is life
is life

Period.


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What’s on your mind?

You gonna post a word or image?
FB always starts the dialogue.

What’s on your mind?

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Got a warrant?

 

“What, you got a search warrant?”
No.
“Then why are you searching mind?”

Listeners hear,
“The answer is not there
or any where discoverable”.

Next step is

“You still don’t get it.
No answer.
No steps.

Presence
is NOW.”

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here

here

Venture out
Stay home.

I AM
here
there
every
where.

open
close doors
don’t matter.

Here
I AM.

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Be at home

Be at home
peace full
and quiet

observe
all of
life,

in
out
about,

[Changing
Expanding
Contracting]

being
life.

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‘my Self’

‘my Self’

Since stepping
on the rock,
Plymouth,

conquer
contain
control

are tools
of a few
fearing

‘the loss
of my
self’.

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Try love for a change.

Try love for a change.

Change Messengers
don’t always appear
as Dalai Lamas.

Mr. Trump is such a Messenger.
Many of us have chosen sides,
for or against him.

Fear and anger is at the deepest root.
The media whips us into a frenzy,
generating interests and profits.

There will always be another story.
Let’s try a new one on for size.
Every blink reveals LOVE.

Try this for a few relaxed blinks,
while breathing deep and slow.
When you feel change,
be the flow. flow.

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the Process,

the Process,

from natural
to preserved.

We may love preserved
meats fruit animals people,
pumped up with lasting looks,

until the seeing eyes
take a back seat
to what is here
and present
presence,
beyond
seeing
eyes.

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What cha’ waitin’ for?

What cha’ waitin’ for?

Some angel to land?
Some magic to happen?
Some cliff to present it self?

Who me?
Yes, you!

Right here.
Right now.

Who me?
Yes me.

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Know any?

Know any?

All we know
these days
is knowing.

I know this that.
I know you know me.
You know I don’t.

Then,
‘The Know It Alls’
know it all,

when asked
what we know.
Know any?

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COVID-19

COVID -19

If I get lt,

will they give me
a needed ventilator,
to save the Black life

I appear to be.

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