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My Simple Life & Friends

I am fortunate to have space in the woods where I can embrace all of nature and her glory. This particular visit my chickadee friends were quite excited to see me. There has been a cold spell and they were very frisky and overly friendly. Man I love my simple life! Cheers and enjoy theContinue reading “My Simple Life & Friends”

Pierre

After a tense election, I headed north to the border to be at my cabin, my Zen space. I am spending a number of days here. My true and trusted friend, Pierre, is always here to welcome me. (Notice how he flirts with me 😊) Cheers, Drew Frederic

HOOKED

Hooked Tap, Tap, Tap, I sit and TapLooking at the frame look back at meTap, Tap, Tap, I sit and TapThe lines on the paper are crookedTap, Tap, Tap, I sit and TapHis image is stuck in my head, I try to break freeMy mind loses control, it spins in one directionThe fog is thick,Continue reading “HOOKED”

The Gift of Lines

The Gift of Lines it starts with a linesimple linesall put togetherin an ordereach existingrelying upon each otherany deviationoutcome is not the samefollowingthinkinghummingsingingflowingperforming with loveprecise heattimingit’s not magica gift presentedit starts with a line Drew Frederic Model: Roy PazLocation: Tel Aviv, IsraelDrew Frederic Photography I met Roy serendipitously (spell check does not like this word)Continue reading “The Gift of Lines”

Imagine One Day

  IMAGINE ONE DAY Imagineone dayyou decideto live withoutfearimagine imagineone dayyou decidenot to worrywhat others thinkof youimagine imagineone dayyou decideto be the realyouand notthe onlineperson youhave perceivedimagine imagineone dayyou decideto walka different pathimagine imagineone dayyou decideto let goof youregoimagine imagineone dayyou decideto feelyour ownrhythmsimagine imagineone dayyou decidetodecide imagineimagineimagine Drew Frederic

Shredded

Shredded Ink tantalizing tiny hairs Soft skin stroking Neptunes eyes A kingdom rests within his voice Gold upon his touch he does intoxicate Drew Frederic Model: Guido H.R.Location: Bogota, Colombia

Frozen Man

Frozen Man A game playedSenses tell me.A joke. On me.No fool. Am I.I was, Serious.You wanted to be.But….The door to the candy storeIs always openFor you.I exited quickly.Tappity TapTappity Tap Tap TapBut…. You willFind anotherTo step uponAndThey will stay.Feed your, Whims.ForThey are, EverywhereFor you.Time has, Frozen the manIn your, Head.He repeats, His constant needFor immediateContinue reading “Frozen Man”

For the Love of Ginger

Model:  Steven Di Costa Location:  Regents Park, London, England Why Steven?  He has gorgeous ‘Red Hair’.  That simple.  Also, all red hair people are from the same genetic group ‘R1b’ and since I am also a part of this group, we are cousins.  What a trip photographing a very very very distant cousin.  hahaha  OnContinue reading “For the Love of Ginger”

Creative Souls

Model: Pierre BrunoLocation: Stoke Newington, London, EnglandMedium: Black and White Pierre hails from Paris and he met me in London for a much anticipated photo shoot. He’s a loving husband and an incredible father of two beautiful girls. He’s also an incredible artist and a huge dork. The two reasons we connected!!! The later beingContinue reading “Creative Souls”

I Am

I Am I AmAn abstract manMade up ofMany colorsEach colorHavingAn integral roleIn myLifeOne colorCannot standAloneForI willCease to existI AmA manWho knowsThere is moreTo meThan I knowI AmA manWilling toChangeForI AmBut a speck of timeA particleIn the vast UniverseOf lifeWith onlyA minuteTo liveI Am Drew Frederic

It Isn’t Over

It Isn’t Over I rememberYou saidNothing comparesThen youLeftStreets frozen overNever mindI rememberYour wordsEchoesNumbing memoriesFlamesThe promiseA foolI rememberThe giftsA dome of glitterButWhat you really gave mePainful freedomNone the lessFreedomI rememberNowWho I wasI must neverBe cloudedEver againI rememberSo,I amRippingSheddingA new skinAn original bornI rememberMyself Drew Frederic

Whiff

Whiff The air is thinBrieflyI opened my eyeBrieflyYou spokeBrieflyYou dancedBrieflyStars sparkledBrieflyThe flow of wineBrieflyFeeling completenessBrieflySilenceEver a realityAt the bottomBrieflyLast thing I seeMy heart still beatsSilence does speak Drew Frederic Model:  Dor; Location:  Tel Aviv, Israel

Heaven Releases

Heaven Releases The soul does not chooseWithin your mindCaptive of the heartYou feelDestiny knows your desireNature, giving birth to beautyLater than soonHe will find your eyesHe desires your rare giftAdorn with an endless impulseMore than the love of his beautyTime is nay, shedding lightHis love takes you captiveThe Heavens released him for you Drew Frederic

Henry

Henry Captivated eyes Passion driven Travel to Ancient lands I must His spirit Intense energy He paints the image Glass immortalizes Drew Frederic Model: Henry Location: Old Jerusalem, Israel Henry gave me this shot and my skin became loaded with goose bumps and my hair electrified. In the moment, Michelangelo and “David” were breathing, energy, twoContinue reading “Henry”

Unique

Unique No imitationHummingMy thoughts createI standFull of noiseAloudHummingDelicate I am notVulnerability my aceI Gift to youMeAll of meOr nothingNo singular partCan you haveIt must be allHummingNo imitationMe Drew Frederic Mosel:  Roy Paz; Location:  Tel Aviv, Israel

Locked

Locked A gavel slamsVibrations feltEyes closeHead lowersInnocence judgedAnother lost… Drew Frederic Model: DerekLocation: Medellin, Colombia

Know? I Do Not?

Know? I Do Not? DizzyEventsDeathWhat is reality my?Here before? Perplex ionSurely this experience?Sitting in a dreamAm I?Days filled by nightUnexacting words Know? I Do Not? ThenGaze upon the shadows IStanding for hoursKnotted up by their shapesDragged over coals by the?Endless linesThey do shift in my mindVoid of feeling Know? I Do Not? Horizon entices myContinue reading “Know? I Do Not?”

A Path

A Path I walk my usual pathI know this pathThe path knows me I am comfortable I find new things I am comfortable I walk the pathWith ease I am comfortable A breeze comes inTurns my headWinter is cold and bitingI look up and outHmmmmmm Take a few stepsI look up and out More stepsContinue reading “A Path”

Tactics

Tactics They will try and persuade youFill your head with senseless dribbleConvince you of stereotypes they make upKeep us down is their goalTheir tongues will show no mercySmart?  Yes they think they areTheir opinions of me are like garbageStench, I toss them awayCircumstances are but my strengthI pauseI ask youOpen the vault of your soulLetContinue reading “Tactics”

Satisfied

Satisfied Down the alley I strideClickety-click, clickety-clickcocky gaitHead moving on a pedestalLookingI know he is there, I smell his presenceAlways the game of a hunt he prefersThe allure of ensnaring provokes his heatI know, I feel, I sensehis eyes glued to my shadowEver focused on his markalwaysHeart racingSweat tricklingTremblingSnap, snap, snapThe snap of his fingersHeadContinue reading “Satisfied”

My Veil

My Veil Innocence, born withFreely given by creationAs I aged,Innocence shatteredWords burnt upon my skinEndless pain beginsA veil I create, to protectNo visible tears you will seeHammering and hammering he doesMy veil softens each blowScars formPain is coldMy inner self has no functionMy veil hides allYou see me through a windowI chooseYou will only seeContinue reading “My Veil”

The Gift of Free Moments

Giving

The Warmth of Love

The Warmth of Love

crazy elevations

smooth fabric caught the eyesubtle darknessplanned movements caress the airideas twistingthe mind in conflictcarefully studied, unnoticedhintscrazy elevationsa turn, a turn, a turna sea of vibrations connectfollowing a trail to unfathomable treasureenergy … bouncing, strikingcrazy elevationsangels in the snow distracthaving to multiplyfreed by the excruciating pain of coldnessintoxicatingly imprintedthe last movethe game played outcrazy elevationsyouthful vintagecrazyContinue reading “crazy elevations”

he sits

he sits lines intersect and bounce off his bladewhite piercing lights cascading into a poolflames exploding, sealing his armorhe is frozen, he cannot feelhe sitshe looks through tiny holes into the seahis eyes become a prisoner of thoughtcannot see his pasthis future, yet to exist, knockshe is nowunable to utter a soundhe sitsthe remains ofContinue reading “he sits”

take a sEat

cool emotionless air caresses thy face eyes soothed by the dancing light soft sounds calming thy soul the kiss of joy enlightens one heart the slow pace of nature eases thy mind take a sEat Drew Frederic

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