Shalom Freedman Poems

OLD AND SLOW

Old and slow with nowhere to go-
Our nights are long,
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THE MORNING TREES

The morning trees,
The morning light-
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MY POEMS ARE SMALL

My poems are small
As I am small-
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I READ A SMALL POEM OF WORDSWORTH

I read a small poem of Wordsworth,
Far greater than any of mine-
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I WISH MY MIND

I wish my mind,
Could spend all its time,
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THE SADNESS COMES


The Sadness comes without Reason
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A POORER WORLD IS A SADDER WORLD

A poorer world
Is a sadder world.
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I PLAYED THE GAME OF WORDS FOR YEARS


I played the game of words for years-
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I WRITE A FEW LINES

I write a few lines,
I try to tell myself
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I COULD NOT WRITE A POEM TONIGHT

I could not write a poem tonight-
Something in myself
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