Jan Freundschuh
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I have been such a follower
In my life
If shown a picture book, of birds, hidden
In a leafy tree-top,
...
If you live in the present,
You are a soul that has
Chosen the crest of the wave.
Hello, Fellow Crestor.
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Oo-oh Freedom......Oo-oh Freedom.........
I'm all for freedom!
Freedom of the brain!
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'When I am dead, my Dearest, sing no sad song for me.........'
No! That's not what I meant to say (that old poem from my youth) .......
I meant to say, When I am dead and on the other side.........
I hope I don't make a mistake, and
...
Purple, as in flowers,
Has an after image of blue
Such that, spreading out from petunia,
One has to check,
...
Where do the butterflies hide in a storm?
What do the hummingbirds do in high winds?
And why do I ponder on victims?
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My mother, whose rhythms were so regular
That she knew what day I'd be born,
Said I beat her by half an hour;
I was in such a hurry!
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As a small child my father
Showed me the pretty lights of
The big city
As we drove home at night.
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We voluntarily rush towards oblivion
Every night at bedtime.
We close our eyes and hope
To shoot ourselves, hurtle ourselves
...
When I consider where I came from
As a soul,
..Soul....
I never feel it's something
...
I am used to finding that edge
That slice
That escape angle
Where circumstances around me
...
Hey, Hey, brother Dylan, I wrote you a poem,
Been thinkin', 'bout your choices,
Elder brother,
...
If I were being robbed
And Robin Hood appeared
Bow drawn, and
Ran the creep away,
...
The Code is calling to my attention again,
The code of Life, that is -
I am struggling to decode.
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In my dream, my father saw me off
On my oceanic voyage to the other side
Of the world.
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I didn't know there was a red tulip
Planted among the Lunaria's purple?
A volunteer?
No, bulbs don't 'volunteer'.
...
Don't argue.
Change the energy.
To a chilled person on a March errand,
...
When I was a young man, there were
Trees, and wanderlust, and the roof-line.
It led me away, and I went gratefully
And thus, my life has been acted upon
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Jan Freundschuh Biography
I am an artist, and recently, a poet.)
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Like The Movie, The Matrix
I have been such a follower
In my life
If shown a picture book, of birds, hidden
In a leafy tree-top,
I obediently, as a child,
Searched for the birds
Till I had the full count,
And then, sat there, dully,
Still looking,
Not knowing, what,
Next.
It didn't occur to me to
Hurl the book away;
I can draw better birds myself,
Better leaves.
Yes, you hid them well in
Your lines,
But this will not bring a bird to my hand
Nor help me see beyond appearances,
As I watch liars all day
Today
On TV.
I'm going to have to think up
A new way to spend my time
Here, on the planet.
All the old 'new ideas' seem used up.
I'm afraid I'm going to have to
Come up with my own
Never before thought of
World.
And then, I'll run it up the
Flagpole,
And when nobody
Salutes.....
When my Find the Birds book has been
Hurled away,
(Because I found them all)
I'll be alone.
And only the bird
Now coming to my finger.....
The birdsong, now speaking my language,
Will be left
As companions.
Is it worth the trade?
Am I 'Neo'
Ready for fierce-some battle?
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Jan is one mighty fine writer! ! Her poem Wet Jeans is just the most beautiful write which whenever I feel a bit under parr I like to read as it cheers me up and makes me feel the rebel I once was..
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9/23/2024 2:55:05 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Jan is one mighty fine writer.. Her poem Wet Jeans is so uplifting and reminds me of when I was young and a rebel.