Kisses

and then you brought me


a basket of warm kisses


through long years of snow

Copyright 2010 by M. D. Friedman.
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The Price You Pay

Rubies, sapphire, diamonds & gold


All the money your purse can hold


Had nice place flood took away.


Nothing’s left to do but pray.


Nothing shines more than a day


Ain’t nothing worth the price you pay.






Baby cried when the black water came.


Cried and cried as we washed away.


It’s hard to live, hard to breathe


After losing everything you need.


Nothing shines more than a day


Ain’t nothing worth the price you pay.






Everything’s changed now I’m back


Where I lived, everything’s black.


New city’s for them, them that got.


Just mud for us, us that’s not.


Nothing shines more than a day


Ain’t nothing worth the price you pay.










Nothing left where I’ve been.


Nowhere to go to start over again.


No one said I was born to be good,


But I had a good life in my house of wood.


Nothing shines more than a day


Ain’t nothing worth the price you pay.






Rubies, sapphire, diamonds & gold


All the money your purse can hold


My next house gonna be steel and stone,


Up on the hill, like the rich people own


Nothing shines more than a day


Ain’t nothing worth the price you pay.

Copyright 2010 by M. D. Friedman.
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I Miss You

(January 3, 2011)

It is the month of ravens, the season

of liquid light.  It has been a long year

for golden tigers, and I cannot bear

to be without you for another day.

My tracks freeze in their place, there is no more

getting away.  Even my shadow is

brittle.  In the great spruce behind our house,

three ravens squeak rusty nails out of iced

bark with their cawing, change positions as

they ladder up branch by branch, but the one,

I think female, is first to find the top.

Yesterday, after the snow came, the sun,

behind a wispy smudge of cloud, shimmered

dreamy and moonlike, and a lone eagle

wove its way across the steel wool sky like

the shuttle of a loom.  It is the month

of coal, of burning cold.  The charred raven

brings its gift of fire to all those who

freeze.  The crystal sunlight turns into ash.

I am left to ask, “What brings you to me

in the night?  Will the knit of need and knot

of time hold only when arms and legs are

woven tight?”  My fabric frays without you.

Here in the slant burn of the winter sun,

in the black and gray grit of frozen thaw,

I climb the stark tree of mind, limb by limb,

into the murky sky.  Each day away

from you, I ache in the hollow of my bones.

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Copyright 2010 by M. D. Friedman.
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My Will Is Gone

The stars are melting / I’m a going home (2x)


The wind is moaning / don’t wanna be alone






Come on baby / be my port in the storm (2x)


Won’t you love me / while my will is gone






I need your fire / to light up this hole (2x)


I need your loving / to fill up my soul






You love to tease me / but you sure can please (2x)


Come on baby / put my mind at ease






Say you love me / it won’t last too long (2x)


I’d say I’m sorry / but I’ve done no wrong






Come on baby / help me ride this storm (2x)


Won’t you love me / while my will is gone






My will is gone

Copyright 2010 by M. D. Friedman.
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