Poems by Fred Street

Poems by frEd STrEET

Morning

I awoke this morning and was complimented with another day —Amen—

I’m going outside now— to find a friend— none could be found

—Now—

I’m going outside, again— to be a friend— and they were everywhere To be and to find compliments a day

Write, Write, Write

Its ability to describe, produce, expand, integrate, take hold, continue to influence life, generation after generation... Just to know that I can write is Pure Joy. To restore a thought and recall that thought is magnificent. A gesture of kindness Could shatter a denial into a positive overview of self.

To mend a tear in the relationship.

Brothers & Sisters

Infected—Affected— Sunrise—Sunset—

There’s help. Just ask ASC NYC. Inhale/Exhale— the breeze captures and caresses my face, turning toward tomorrow. Impressions, unfocused emotions, cause for clarity. Stark beauty encompasses seduction of a culture. Prayers always seem fresh to me— Enlightenment dispels Anxiety— A universe exposed— Friendships—Respect United with admiration of ourselves.

A diamond, yet not exposed to light.

Breath of Life

Consciousness of my thoughts—like leaves floating down a river. The imagery that determines the progress toward my goals. The impersonal gives way to personal touch—when I take my packages off the seat next to me, So that someone can sit down.

To reach out with a personal touch—acknowledge— our best is being the love of God in expressions.

Being fully present in each moment I live.

We’re one breath away from

No Breath.