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 Rain Bow heart
a
Rain Bow
heart
is
here
Now
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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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1Christi Meshell
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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Justice, Peace, Love
No justice for one,
no peace for all
is one love.
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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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