Tag Archives: Maine Artist

Waking Up

Waking Up i feel the warmth of his breatha quiet coldness melts awayturning overa toucha grinsoft kiss upon my eyesolace embraces my thoughtsthe scent of his desiresa toucha grinroaming fingersroaming lipssoft teetha toucha grinwaKing uP Drew Frederic Image: Shot on a cliff on the PCH in Monterrey, CA

The Day

The Day Cold, a word freezing my eyeBlindness is at my door, it steals my timeI am the one who will hold your heartYou do not go unheard, the man you need warms youYou will not give up and you will have your choicesAnd you will have your ladder to the stars You are notContinue reading “The Day”

Sorry Doesn’t Exist Anymore

Sorry Doesn’t Exist Anymore a lie that couldn’t lietime can’t thinknot fooled by the talkthis lover is not the oneif i could break the moldi’d find myselfbut i’m not a begging manand i ride a southbound traini’ll never call out your namei’ve been alonefor many many nights sorry doesn’t exist anymore something to sayi lostContinue reading “Sorry Doesn’t Exist Anymore”

44

44 patterns evolve, patternsbrief blindnesseverything with a purposenumbers, energy, numbersseeing them, seeing iteverywhere44numbers are nothingit is what’s in betweenintuitiontry to hard, paranoiaicarus found, hubrisnumbers interrelatedicarus kept flappingit’s a code233 / 144, thetathumb trembles, trembles, tremblesblood traits, patternstremble, tremble, tremblei exist44patterns Drew Frederic

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”

The Time Has Come

The Time Has Come tormented with dreamsi wake up a thoughtless sinner.hardened heart.i have fallen.demons scratching at my soullocked upthrashingscreaming.i ache for the love of one.kiss me and release melet me into your heartand I will dance.let me be freefrom myself.gift me a bladei will slice my skinand tear it off.excruciating painwelcomed.transforming into daylight.i goContinue reading “The Time Has Come”

Just This One Time

Just This One Time it screams my namein the middle of the nighttoss and turntoss and turni awake with bagsand a hungeri resisttrying to occupy my mindthoughtsno no no no noI tell myselfno no no no noi tremble, afraidthe sounds are strongeri resistsweatingvoicesjust this one timejust this one timehe whisperssniff sniff sniffjust this one timetheContinue reading “Just This One Time”

I Know What I Like

I know What I Like i don’t know where i am goingbut I like where I have beeni am a traveling manand i like my whiskey without icei don’t have it all figured outbut i like my backdoori am a traveling manand i like my whiskey without icei don’t know where I belongbut I likeContinue reading “I Know What I Like”

Surrendering

Surrendering society told me who i wasthey told my storyplacing me in a cornertheir voicekeeping me down1 2 3 4chasing myselfknocking myself outblocksfailurescreaming for releasemeeting a strangerspun me around he didsurrenderingletting loosevulnerablescaredknowing i must move forwardhearing each of his clicksstrength is buildinghis wordsencouraginggiving me freedomrealizingi was my own jailerhis clicks flipped a switchnowit begins withContinue reading “Surrendering”

Butterflies

Butterflies aching heartpainaching heartfreezingtomorrow?noa 44one bulletinto …..exPlosionwoah…….fragmEnts fill the skyforming intoa million butterfliesthey cover mynaked boDytime slowsmeltinginto my skini feel asensationlovehe has arRivedagaina century has passedyet…he fOund meagainbutterfliesjoy Drew Frederic tomorrow is yet to be promised ……… act upon the butterflies that swirl in your soul and enjoy the feelings of joy they bring

Solitude

Solitude i am not sadi am rebooting my brain.i am not lonelyi am thinking deeply.i am not antisociali am discovering myself.i am not depressedi am finding my voice.i am not withdrawni am focusing.SOLITUDEthe best gifti can give myself. Drew Frederic

One Purpose

One Purpose buzz buzz buzzdistant thoughtsvibrating Pieces of skinhe uttered ‘hello’focused, unfocusedbuzz buzz buzzgreen eyEs his baitchin, smile, grinno small linesi hear a wee soundbuzz buzz buzzglueD, ungluedhis lightdreams, realitywhy notbuzz buzz buzzpleasure is allthe samei do not want justwordswish me the painin the comfoRt of yourtearsfar far awayi hear the loud soundbuzz buzz buzztravel,Continue reading “One Purpose”

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

Cabin Life – Day 1 – 05/30/2019

I am on a new journey!! I’ve gone off the grid and living in my cabin in north western Maine near the Canadian border. No electricity and no phone. Lugging water from the river and boiling it to wash up, cook with, and wash dishes. I do have a propane tank to cook, for lights,Continue reading “Cabin Life – Day 1 – 05/30/2019”

Alvaro Speaks

Model: AlvaroMedium: Digital LinesLocation: Dublin, Republic of Ireland I was fortunate to meet Alvaro while I was trekking around the Republic of Ireland. He hails from the Iberian Peninsula and we are currently chatting about my going to him this year for another shoot. A week on the southern tip of the Iberian Peninsula, aContinue reading “Alvaro Speaks”

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

Deep

Deep Spend a dimeLetSyrup and honeyFlowButAs time runs deepA minute tossedAs you will seeThe tides willKeep coming backThey will flowTo meIt will beYourFalse hopeHearts will smashAs ICreate my ownThunderTime runs deepLook at meI hear the buzzOf aBee Drew Frederic Model: Dor;   Location: Tel Aviv, Israel

How Little

How Little You looked at meAt onceYou formed an opinionThen you learnedAbout my ethicityAbout my religionYour opinion became strongerYou voiced itI became your jokeYour escapeYour reasonBy birthI am born intoNo choice of mineYetI stand tallThankfulI am sweet and kindI live a life of serviceYou do not see thisYour bigotry preventsIt is your tormentYour prisonHow LittleContinue reading “How Little”

Orange Blossom

Orange Blossom You judged me immediately because of my appearance. What did you then see when you looked at yourself in the mirror? What did your soul smell like? Are you comfortable now? I live according to the laws of life. I give and receive. I judge and then forgive myself. I live a lifeContinue reading “Orange Blossom”

The Warmth of Love

The Warmth of Love

Diary of a 7 Day Fast – Day 1

Day 1 – Sunday, December 2, 2018 I woke up this morning determined to do this 7 day fast.  I have tried before and failed.  I believe I lasted 3 days some years ago when I tried.  Key part, I was just trying.  From what I have read, days 1 through 3 are the easiest. Continue reading “Diary of a 7 Day Fast – Day 1”

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