Biography of Josh Alfred
Writer, poet, musician. Find my books on google, by searching my name.
Josh Alfred's Works:
20 Books, visit my store front on lulu.com or check amazon.
Josh Alfred Poems
Under The Stars
Under the stars Are little minds Under the stars Are thoughts of all kinds.
Here comes the lugubrious one, Earth's misery, grounds thirst. Gray clouds morphing into torrential rains Rain pouring/wisps in the wind.
When A Poet Fades -
I struggle everyday with my pen in hand, I take a little break, but I'm still writing Everywhere I go, the more I understand.
Sight far-reaching My mind is teaching Me a lesson in being. Wisdom streaching
We are here to play, That's why we're so amused. I don't know what I'd do all day If our affection never fused.
Friends with are affection Revolve around each other, Made by soul's connection. On gravity we hover.
A bit of time has been imbued With our dear affinity. The great viewer has viewed Us dance through its infinity.
It warms my soul when you're around Can you feel the shared affection? Feet rooted in the ground Mind enters satisfaction.
With love I do regard thee And with honor and respect, I admire what you sweetly decree And I agree easily with what your reject.
Render an intention actualize a dream, World from mind, A mind from world.
A part of me Rests in the dark. And those gone free, Whom have embarked,
A Killer Spouse
'Welcome to my house Killer spouse' I would have said, But then she wouldn't
A Poem In His Eye
Blank page, Tine lines From a sage, All eyes on a stage
A Moment Is
A moment is an ounce of time, A slice of soul, A piece of the puzzle.
My hair is falling out
Because I am pulling it.
My teeth are falling out
Because I eat sweets.
My fingers are falling off
Because I type to much.