Wherever I walk
WHEREVER I WALK
Wherever I walk
I take a poem with me
I hear it within myself
Sometimes I write it down
The poem is with me
Sometimes I write it down.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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If I Can Write A Small Poem Now
IF I CAN WRITE A SMALL POEM NOW
If I can write a small Poem now
Perhaps
The meaninglessness
Will diminish.
Walking out the door
May save me more.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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The Four- Minute Poem
The four- minute poem
Is the one which I am writing now-
It is almost finished
And when it is done,
Time will have won another battle against Perfection.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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The Poet Is The Only Light
THE POET IS THE ONLY LIGHT
The Poet is the only light
When Fear and Silence rule the night-
Little words of comfort then
Make us dream we have a friend.
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On The Other Side Of Despair
ON THE OTHER SIDE OF DESPAIR
On the other side of despair
When the worst has gone
For this time
Life begins to smile at me slightly again-
An old friend
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Jerusalem Erev Yom Kippur 5769
HAPPINESS COMES WITHOUT ANY SPECIAL REASON
Happiness comes without any special reason
It is good to simply be where I am-
Jerusalem, Erev Yom Kippur 5769.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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The Poem Of The Night /Silent and Dark
THE POEM OF THE NIGHT
The poem of the Night
Silent and Dark
Opened my eyes
To the little light we need
To receive
The mystery of
A star-shattered sky.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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A Poem Is Sad
A POEM IS SAD
A poem is sad
When it is not read
When no one cares for it
When it is not given any attention
A poem is sad
When no one even knows it exists.
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No One Knows Who I Am
No one knows who I am-
No one knows who you are-
No one knows who anyone is-
We are all hidden worlds-
No one knows who we are
Neither I, nor you, nor we.
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Happiness In Old Age
Happiness in old age
Like happiness at any age-
To love and be loved by others
To love life and thank God-
To know how to laugh at oneself
And with others.
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