Freddie Versch

This happen a year before I lost my home in the way that many people have lost their homes. A very romantic time needed in the mist of knowing that the truth of what has happen to me and others . . .

Please take a look again, I know you can see and hear and even feel the effects of "jihad" the Islamic term. At any rate people who profess a love for their God and traditions of their religion hav...

There is a kid here at The Benedict House and his parents do have a sense of Humor. The kid's (in his lower twenties of age) name is "Fellow." He says he always went to Chucky Cheese. Also:Women's ...

The guys ask me why I ware my Kaiki shorts into the shower, take them off in there and hang them by the shower hook by my shower. Doing the modest thing instead of like the rest of the guys stripping...

There are other things I wish I could say, or I have said but I wish I could say a little more often. I have tried to say these feelings in the words of Rumi and other poets.

Yes there are some things I will do, once I get out of here from the Benedict House, will be completely "in reverse" Chances are I will still drink. Should I give up sex because it was one of the ca...

I won't send this to you because I don't want to bother you with it. I won't get the moral support from you because you think think you can't give it to me. I dare not tell my family because now I a...

I want to write poems but I'm too lost and depressed too. I still try to write of life as imperfect as it is as I am imperfect. I heard Maxine Kumin on NPR. She is 80 and You should select some of...

Tina is a new staffer here at Benedict House, near Seattle. She has a beautiful smile, A BIG heart and a great ass. The Shipyard for a job yet? A girl friend to make my world go round and my nights ...

See? You still stir me . . . Listen to NPR and learned about an ancient poetry from Persia form called Ghazals, Couplets of Longing: my kind of poetry from the country of Rumi.

Do you remember my tube radios when I had my home? I used to collect them and fix them up. Rita, my ex, made me sell them . . . My tube radios didn't fit with her proper furniture, in fact my fram...

Sister Pat said, Could wait to get my pantie hose off after the dog and pony show.

Getting ready for a big Job Interview. A lover's friends whom the ex lover never met.

The Bad Mother's Sister Died.

Depression due to missing a lover.

What wonderful stolen time What little bits we had. Our love together blossomed A Roman Candle's Pad

A dream about "us"

Everyone wants me to change even more. They want me to stop drinking but they can drink to abundance, or because they stopped completely i should. You think i should.

my l---e, I wish I could say it, write it, but you already know // Will I ever find new love again? // Labor & Industries Auditors and Washington State's Electrical License

Still, like Rumi said and what I am coming to believe, why should I look so hard for you when you are already part of me? Again going back to that time and space deal.

How must we look to others outside of us. Why would one destroy oneselfs as we do? (

The more helpless I feel at times. Sweet Dreams, baby girl. Robin William's played at What Dreams May Come, is Dante's Dreamy under and over world. We remember the seven levels of hell. Yet Dante ...

Change of tactics are needed. Yesterday's interview didn't work out. They are a woodworking company and they are afraid that once my better paying Marine Electrician job opens up again,i'll leave th...

I'm still a ghost that haunts you and myself. Peace be with you too. I know you love peace.

As I said, and maybe some friends will dislike me for saying so, I always wanted McCain even way back when he first ran. I think Hilary would back a great President too, I just don't think now, with ...

along the way, we find each other, or in the process, we find ourselves.

Lunar Eclipse

God, I wish I knew what to say, what to sing, what to write, how to touch . . . . Maybe this?

It must have been countless times, you all alone, in a darken house you sitting, inside the house, alone, crying countless tears. God I want to reach out and hold you too.

I'm not sure who to send it to.

I knew better but I thought it was space aliens messing with our heads