Saturday, May 30, 2020

Me.

Don't mind me
But if you do
I have one request of you
Pardon the dust
Inside my heart
Unless where I am
Is where you are
For if where you are
Is where I be
I know you
And you know me
And you know?
Knowing sets you free.
Don't mind me
But if you do
May I travel on this road with you?
Yesterday

Yesterday everything made sense
And now it's a scratched out page
Flimsy paper
Assaulted by the eraser
Of a shitty nights sleep
Dreamless nightmares
Of grey darkness
Switch current mood to
Not today
Because if I lift a finger
Or say a word
Nothing, nothing will come out right.
So I use silence
As a cloak of hiddeness
Silence is safe
Silence never intentionally hurts anyone
It never breaks anything
not the elephant in the room
But the invisible melody
Lulling frantic thoughts
To sleep
Rewind until
Today is yesterday
And tomorrow is unwritten, still.

Friday, May 22, 2020

As I watch the sun fade away
Into his own shadow
Done for the day
The world closing up shop
As owls take over
The mockingbirds song
Night fades into herself
Like a folded garment
Until shadows descend
Over earth
Cooling her brow
Hushing her worries
Shhhhh
Shalom
Shabbat shalom
Good night
Lila tov. 🌙

Thursday, April 30, 2020

It's only a mess

Messes can be cleaned up
But first the fire has to wane
Messes have to run their course
Making you insane
Insanity's storm tatters peace in pieces
It feels like you're inside out
But the emotions it releases
Are without a doubt
Cathartic and important
Cleaning out the mess inside
Emotions can feel like
A roller coaster ride
Everybody makes messes
Everybody's not a pain
Let grace be the umbrella
That catches all the rain
You may be picking up the pieces
Of your disheveled heart
You may fall at times but you
Will never fall apart.

Saturday, April 11, 2020

We're gathered at the table
We pray no-one will kvetch
The prayers are lasting too long
When will it be time to stretch
Aunt Ruthies perfume
Makes me want to sneeze!
Was that Elijah at the window?
Or just a spring time breeze?
Can my cousin please not kick me
Underneath the seat?
If he does it one more time
I swear he is dead meat
and by the way, MOTHER!
When is it time to eat?
She tells me to shush!
It's just a minute more
Uncle Morty won't stop kibbitzing
He is such a bore.
I'm not eating the gefilte
Looks too much like cat food
Bubbe says to take a bite
If I don't it will be rude.
We look for afikomen
Cousin Shira takes the lead
But this is my house
She'd better remember
That I'm the matza king
I find it in the cupboard
The little kids burst into tears
Hey, it is my dollar
I find it every year.
The seders finally over
Bubbe coughs, ahem!
I give her a kiss,
She whispers " Next year in Jerusalem!"

Friday, April 10, 2020

Hidden

We hide the afikomen
We find it every year
No matter how it's hidden
Hope is always here.
Afikomen is a symbol
Of greater things to come
The seders grand finale
Seeking, searching fun.
There's a price for afikomen
The rabbi buys it back
There is no price for freedom
And freedoms what we have
We sing the mi cha mocah
And we celebrate
Knowing that redemption
Is never, ever late. ❤

Thursday, March 26, 2020

Daily Manna

Wandering in the desert
Miles from the familiar
Even though the familiar
Is captivity.
We know what we experience
And fear the unknowing
Especially the prospect
Of crossing the sea.
Awaken the enemies fury
The one who writes the paycheck
Does he provide the manna
Or is there a higher source.
Should we take off running
Even if we're sick with worry
If we press that button, hurry!
Let adrenaline run its course.
Will there be an outlet
If we forsake the familiar
Plunge into this sea
Of uncertainty.
Will we keep afloat
If we make a run for it?
Will we survive our faith
Or are we fools
Running for our lives.
Today we pound the bricks
Tomorrow we pound the pavement
We're feeling sick and saturated
With what ifs.
What if we all perish
But what if we touch freedom?
Will this all be worth it?
Embrace the question
Take my hand.