Freddy Zalta

Poetry, Love and Coffee – A cocktail of a life in progress.

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  • Depression Its not Just a State of Mind

    Parents, spouses, friends, siblings and anyone else who witnesses this depressive behavior must be able to communicate patiently and point the sick in the right direction to help. Just like any disease the correct direction is a Doctor who can help determine the extent of the depression.

  • ’til there was you.

    It was a slow night at the cafe on 7th Ave in Park Slope. There was a threat of a major snow storm and the temperature was a frigid 19 degrees. I was sitting alone on this Monday evening doing or trying to do the Monday NY Times crossword. In the past I have gotten…

  • New Blog – Same Writer

    I wanted to announce the changing of web addresses to  www.talesbyfreddy.com  Please follow that site if you are interested in following my new posts in the short story form. I will continue to publish on this site until the switch is made. Once that is done I will begin to publish different stuff here on…

  • Chance Encounters A Novella

      Chance Encounters A Novella. via Chance Encounters A Novella.

  • The Professional Clown – Part I

    “You voiced your anger against God?” He asked. The Rabbi responded, “I think that the omnipotent God can handle a bad excuse for a Rabbi’s rants and raves.” “So what is the answer?” “There is no answer that we can comprehend. How can we understand why you had to go through that hell and lose…

  • Chance Encounters – Chapter 8 – The Chance Encounter

    The Chance Encounter CHANCE ENCOUNTERS CHAPTER 8 ABE and Carousels He felt old. He had felt old for a long time now. But today, this morning as he walked to his car he felt old. As he walked his knees ached and when he slept his back hurt. But those were nothing compared to the malady…

  • In the Dark Into the Light

    There was a car parked, a teenage boy and girl inside it with the windows fogged up and soft music playing. It was one thirty two in the morning, there were coyotes somewhere in the area, crickets singing in unison and clouds were shadowing the moon that was trying in vain to make its appearance.…

  • Summer’s Days and Nights

    You feel it most right before the sun rises. There is a chill in the air that bites a bit harder than the chill on unusually cool mornings in July or August. The winds begin to pick up, the birds begin to quiet down and the leaves begin to fall one by one decorating the…

  • Oil and Water or Fire and Rain

    “I feel the need, my friends to set myself free from this world. From this cold world, I feel the need to set me on fire…” He was met at the podium by the host of the nights meeting, Neil Trample, who embraced and him and told him it was all going to be alright.…

  • The Lake, A Life and No Regrets

    Memories flew in front of him like a highlight reel on a movie screen. His father giving him his first baseball glove and ball, his brother being born, Vietnam and then no Vietnam thanks to Father Fletcher, Cat and him at the lake…Little Ricky, Lilly, David and Rebecca. Each one growing up so fast, photographs…