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NOISE

NOISE keeping me at adistance,bending me tohis will,keeps my thoughtsin awhisper,branches snappingscreaming at me,find a slit inthe night,dissolving through thescreen,alert,a whistleiron on iron,escaping,to the safety of myown noise Drew Frederic Model:  JACOBLocarion:  Jonesborough, TN

Black Bird Fly

Black Bird Fly elusive Beethovenneverknowing trust, raptureescapingformingthe  abyss, red, black, blueoilsseeingcreating pain, candywhite crossjunkeuphoric escapes, all designingthetrenchof instant release, more, moremoreneverending more, light’salluringdarknesssucks inthe promise, residueis butpainevolving  into, afracturedmanic soul, the casualtyoferasing pain Drew Frederic

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”

Sanctuary in Chaos

Sanctuary in Chaos i don’t even knowmy opening mind full of tambourine noiseit keeps following themagic of the foldnot knowing of wanderingeffortless actionjingling jingles jinglingtangling up in thepurity of thedangerous daunting deceivingbeauty of the rolling wheel 44 running to the brushesrunning to the paintsurviving within my own 44 scarcely a trace leftit will be alrightiContinue reading “Sanctuary in Chaos”

Meant To Be

Meant To Be the flow of timethe hubris of this ideashow me the past memoryit will not be mineimpossible?show me the future memoryit will be minepossible?two different timesamplifiedthe same memorytwo different peoplethe same dualityi see with more than eyesnot supposed to be like everyone elseit is not the measure of meheyyyyyyy heyyyyywhat’s the matter withContinue reading “Meant To Be”

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”

Falling Leaves

Falling Leaves unrelenting dreamscurse my earsshatter my reality not knowing what iscreates tiny puddleswhich cling to myspheres of blue being lost within pictures at nightpushes me into a realmof closing walls the last dance of twisted memoriesforever my partner they will be quicksand is now my shadowfear, an unrequested allyteaches me lessonswhich i do notContinue reading “Falling Leaves”

Shelter

Shelter deceptive mist hits my faceawakening me from an indecent slumberunaware of where I amthoughts violate my mindcold, wondering, thirstinghe still hangs onto mei remember releasing himyet still he secretly dominatesin the distant, i slice his throatnext to me, i comfort his painconfusedalonehis control lingerstiredexhaustedcraving shelter Drew Frederic

The Bearded One

The Bearded One i traveled to hallowed ground a wretched manbroken, disturbed, shallow, and vaininternally full of echoseyes full of noisehappy i was?day of rest arrives for somenight arrives for meit calls me to my feetit calls me outstreets are emptyquiet surrounds meears easily enticed by ego filled lightvoices tell me to walk the linesstreetsContinue reading “The Bearded One”

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”

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”

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

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”

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”

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”

Serge of Montreal

Model:  Serge ProvostLocation:  Montreal, Quebec, Canada I am about to showcase this sexy handsome man.  Here is a sneak peak of the damage Serge did with my eye.  What an incredible man he is!!!  This was my last shoot for 2018 and I ended it with a bang.  Serge was just fabulous.  After taking aContinue reading “Serge of Montreal”

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

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

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?”

Art

Art — Absorbing into your mind that which is already there. Creating the visual feast is the prize. Drew Frederic Model: Austin WildeLocation: Abandoned Cotton Warehouse, St. Louis, MO

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”

It Seems To Me

It Seems To Me It Seems To Me others like to hear their own voice.  As if on a stage, directed to an audience who laugh and applaud as the actor demeans and bullies others.  Others who are different. It Seems To Me these people live in desperation.  Desperately searching for the stage actors revelContinue reading “It Seems To Me”

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

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