Shalom Freedman

Silver Star - 3,331 Points (Troy New York)

Shalom Freedman Poems

2961. Without Beauty 10/18/2008
2962. Without God 5/27/2014
2963. Without Our Dreams We Cannot Be 1/16/2012
2964. Without Our Friends 2/11/2014
2965. Without Poetry 10/4/2012
2966. Without Poetry I Write Poetry To Stay Alive 6/4/2014
2967. Without Words 1/15/2009
2968. Words Against Death 1/14/2008
2969. Words Are All I Have Tried To Make Greatness Out Of 8/18/2008
2970. Words Die Too 8/26/2014
2971. Words Of The Morning/Of The Distant Longing 11/24/2012
2972. Worn Out And Weary Each Night 1/23/2013
2973. Writing Poetry / As A Way Of Life 7/21/2008
2974. Writing Saved My Life 10/30/2008
2975. Yahrtzeit For Ma (Edith Zeibert Freedman) 5/1/2008
2976. Yahrtzeit For Ma Sixteen Years 4/26/2014
2977. Yes I Hear The Rhythm Of The Biblical Poetry I Love 6/3/2012
2978. Yesterday I Saw The Sea Again 11/19/2013
2979. Yet Another Poem About The Poet And The Poem 12/29/2011
2980. Yom Kippur 5773 9/25/2012
2981. Yonah Is Not Standing Where Only God Is 9/24/2012
2982. You Are Happy To Be Alive 12/30/2014
2983. You Are Nowhere In Your Work 4/30/2014
2984. You Are Vaster 5/5/2008
2985. You Can Read The Poems Of Others As Your Own 3/4/2013
2986. You Cannot Be Anyone But Yourself 4/4/2014
2987. You Complimented My Poem And I Did Not Have The Consideration To Read Yours 5/11/2012
2988. You Will Never Be Again What You Were 2/18/2013
Best Poem of Shalom Freedman

The Beauty Of A Poem

The beauty of a poem
The beauty of music
The beauty of light
The beauty of life
The beauty which makes us want to live life more
The beauty which pains us inside
The beauty in longing.
The beauty we come upon by surprise
The beauty of the day and the beauty of the night
The beauty we all have inside us
The beauty we can see and feel and never explain
The beauty that lifts us up
The beauty that makes us want to live more
The beauty that makes us reach out to God
The beauty we want to thank God for
The beauty of lilacs
The beauty of autumn ...

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I Look Up At The Sky

I look up at the sky
And what do I see?
God's holy Light
smiling at me.

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