Jim Freeman
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Life Poems, Abstract

Abstract life poems, like abstract painting flow from the brush of the poet to the eye of the reader in an unbroken line of imagery.

Life itself is in many ways an abstraction, so I think we're likely to have a good time as writer and reader . . .

  • A Certain Ring
    Governmental sleight-of-hand is the topic and this was written long before the Bush administration, so don't blame me for that.
  • Addictive Behavior
    There are more kinds of addiction than alcohol or drugs.
  • By the Numbers
    A little fun with all the polling we do in our country.
  • Calling Card in Rhyme
    I don't write much rhyming poetry . . . this one's from outer space.
  • Chips
    More and faster computer chips, more and faster . . . and faster.
  • Flickering Images
    Ah yes, we all know this flickering image.
  • I Understand
    Image in a different context, from the televised to the personal and we are indeed judged by a critical eye.
  • Imprinted
    Giving up the habits of a lifetime isn't all that easy.
  • Kept Secret
    A message not to panic, that life gets easier as the years go by.
  • A Long Road Bending
    Slithering and skidding across a life.
  • Middle Distance
    Making the case for idleness.
  • Near Madness
    The occasional flirtation with paranoia in the early writer's life.
  • The Next Left Turn
    Overwhelmed by sadness, then over it with the new day . . . but still . . .
  • Not Nostalgia
    Well, it sounds like nostalgia to me, but it's a pretty nervous brand so maybe I'm not all that good a judge.
  • And Now a Brief Message
    Darwin never could have figured on the computer chip.
  • On a Good Day
    Or a dog-day, or a good dog-day, or . . .
  • Progress
    Beauty . . . once again bedropped in the eye of the beholder.
  • Pronouns
    Like Paul Simon's "Fingerprints," I've seen them all and man, they're all the same.
  • Rapt
    The unforgettable woman at the table across the room.
  • Reflections
    Imagery that comes back at you . . . if you're lucky.
  • River Ducks
    The striving to hold our place, as if we were a marker in a book.
  • Rummaging
    Sorting through the discards of a life, looking for something to wear.
  • Shell Game
    Or maybe it's just musical-chairs or perhaps I'm over tired and pessemism is rearing its ugly head.
  • Steps Along the Way
    Human doings instead of human beings? Sounds pretty serious.
  • Talk About Trust
    Putting our trust in the most amazing things and withholding it from the obvious . . . what's that all about?
  • The Pen Runs Dry
    A life hastily written by amateurs (that's us, by the way) and out of ink just when the best part is happening.
  • Tides
    All this comin' and goin' in the expat capitols of the world.
  • Tram Stop
    The glimpse that stays with us, the reminder of all those lives we don't know.
  • Under the Influence
    Looking for ways to make it all make sense.
  • Unregistered
    If you want the meaning of life, you'll not likely find it here.
  • Waiting for a Lifetime
    Yeah, it's true . . . most of life is waiting.
  • With Me or Without
    I really believe this, but it needs constant reminding because all my instincts are otherwise.
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