Category: Writing
Stay to see the show
It used to beThat getting oldWas getting oldNow being oldIs getting oldBut what the hellI bought the ticketI might as wellStay to see the show ©2021 Kevin Fraleigh
Fate is a thief
RetirementThen the heart attackI thought I would beThe center of your universeCaring for meBut nowYou don’t feel wellAnd I must care for youAgainMy lifeOur livesPut asideBy the weakness ofFleshAnd mindOnce againFate stealsOur destinies ©2021 Kevin Fraleigh
Back in the saddle
Just a quick post. For the first time since in almost a year–since August 24, 2020–I am back at the keyboard working on series of novels. In the past year I have written poetry and short posts, but these novels have been eating away at me, crying to be completed…
At midnight whence all is still
At midnight whence all is stillI sit on my bedsideAnd drink in the quietFor the first time in the dayI am alone with my thoughtsYou and the animals sleepBut I am restless before restingAnd my thoughts will notLet me abandon them so easilyI consider time and spaceMortality and immortalityGod and…
Looking back, going forward
Dedicated to Red Hook, NY, and the childhood that I forgot. Not sure whyBut my mind latelyDrifts back to my childhoodTo a village I little rememberTo the days I little rememberWhere I endured awkward youthMaybe it wasThe spirit of the ’70sOr maybe it was just meBut it seemed thatThat village…
I finally cried
My friend is deadI only knew him for a couple of yearsNot that longNot that wellBut fate brought us togetherI know not whyOr maybe I doLife is a mysteryEnveloped in smoke from a MarlboroAnd washed away by a GuinnessBefore it is fully understoodBefore he was fully understoodNow He lays stillHis…
Beautiful once and young
Is it just me?I never noticedI never sawIt seems likeAt some pointI should have seenShould have appreciatedI was after allNot always a childLoveIntimacyLaughterPassionAll yoursBut I cannot recallEven onceSeeing themAnd I think I mightHave beenA better personIf I hadYou were beautifulThe photosBlack and whiteFaded with ageHidden in a bookAmong your thingsYour…
I fear that I shall never write again
I fear that I shall never write again Not seriously Not a novel Ten years A thousand pages And my characters will languish In purgatory Their fates untold Their destinies unfulfilled And I Their creator Will fade Unknown Unremembered Leaving behind Only tears of disappointment On an unwritten page ©2021…
O Israel where are you?
O Israel where are you? My friends proclaim their support for you The preacher sings of your glory And scripture calls your people chosen But I cannot see you O Israel where are you? I see Israel on the map But I do not see Abraham Solomon Jacob David Or…
I got to wear my suit today
I got to wear my suit today The black pinstripe from London My black tie And my black boots The ones with silver tips To the memorial service To view Not him Not his body full of Covid But a faux marble box Full of his ashes Flanked by photographs…
