Along with stories, I have for most of my life, enjoyed writing poetry. Some ok, some bad, some terrible, and once in a long while, a winner. You be the judge, and please leave constructive feed back.

Thursday, October 27, 2016

A Fence That Never Was

My long forgotten road.

A Tree and a Boy

There's a tree needs to be climbed.
And a boy don't need a reason.
It's standing there like a challenge.
Its very existence is teasing.
It's daring him to try his skill,
To mount its trunk and lofty branches.
A boy cannot resist adventure.
He grabs a limb and takes his chances.

Sunday, February 21, 2016

It’s Your Life:

Your life is a ride, so ride it hard and fast.
Live fully every minute of every day.
And have memories, not regrets at the last.

You’re the lead actor with a chosen cast.
And life an unscripted part that you play
Your life is a ride so ride it hard and fast.

The scenes keep changing acts keep rushing past.
Some you can’t remember, while in some you want to stay.
And have memories, not regrets at the last.

Find yourself on a journey unsurpassed
An epic adventure as way leads on to way
Your life is a ride, so ride it hard and fast

Dream your dreams, do things, make your life a blast
Take the chance to live while it is today.
And have memories, not regrets at the last

Face each day with joy and never stay downcast
Bad times come, but chase them all away
Your life is a ride, so ride it hard and fast
And have memories, not regrets at the last.

(c) James L. Frady  February 21, 2016

Monday, February 1, 2016

A Memory

I am sitting in a cold and windy day

Looking at the bare and forlorn trees. 

And the brittle grass, all grey and dead

Stiffly shivering against the winter breeze. 

I think of you and then I feel a smile

Appear across my weathered face

Your memory takes me far away

To warmer days and to a different place

It seemed back then all the days were warm

And life was open, an endless road ahead

But time and circumstances led us apart

And one by one the roads were closed instead

Now you’re but a memory that brings

A smile to my face and warms my soul

Someone I once knew and remember still

A memory to cherish as I grow old.


James L. Frady ©  January 31, 2016

Sunday, January 24, 2016

Lonesome Me

I need the wild places
The high lonesome valleys 
The hard,  long climbs to heaven
Beneath an untamed sky

I need the empty spaces
Broad and long and barren 
Ten thousand years of dust
Windswept, silent, and dry

I need the frozen landscape 
White and grey and forlorn 
Drifted, crusted snow banks 
And bowed down evergreens

I need the deepest forest
Untouched by human footprint 
Trees reaching upward
Echoes of things unseen

I long for inner stillness
And peace that lies within
Calmness in my spirit
And stillness in my mind

I am drawn to hidden places
Steeped in solitude
Far from beaten pathways
Civilization far behind

(C) James L Frady 01/24/2016