Tom Friel : Writing

Fireflies

Fireflies

A Poem by Tom Friel


Ever notice How ideas Bounce back and forth Like fireflies At a country dance On a night Where the sky is alive And children are Running b..
Yard Sale

Yard Sale

A Story by Tom Friel


Still no takers. Despite the crude sign resting on the man's lap. A middle-aged man bearing a middle-aged midsection. Occasionally he would look up f..
Shame

Shame

A Poem by Tom Friel


I was born with a fistful of dollars I was born with a crooked smile I was born with an empty Belly full of lust I was born Without a trial ..
Words

Words

A Poem by Tom Friel


They are my babies I feel the bound As soon as they reach the page They are a part of me A gift that I’ve given If to no one else myself I..
Nocturnal Rocking

Nocturnal Rocking

A Poem by Tom Friel


And so watched Within ourselves Minds that rivet Back and forth Like rocking chairs Full of Life Full of happiness But mostly failures That..
Naked Words

Naked Words

A Poem by Tom Friel


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We Were Human

We Were Human

A Poem by Tom Friel


“We were human” No one was sure Why the rather odd Solitary man Would choose to leave His world of shadows Birdfeeders And newspa..
Butterfly on the Bannister (revise)

Butterfly on the Bannister (revise)

A Story by Tom Friel


Butterfly, sweet butterfly, let the wind carry your wings. Across the plains and over the trees, it is love that you bring. Back to the B..
Rest... in peace?

Rest... in peace?

A Poem by Tom Friel


He didn’t want to be cremated He knew too much He knew things others didn’t He knew cremation involved Moving the remains around ..
A Brush With Death

A Brush With Death

A Poem by Tom Friel


I felt the air of the hawk Brush against my skin As if death itself Unexpectedly Had flashed before my eyes … But not His Contentedly..

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