Poetry
epiphany frozen, unchanging and infinite
shifting observers through perspectives revealed
__like a riddle.
Poetry
epiphany frozen, unchanging and infinite
shifting observers through perspectives revealed
__like a riddle.
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Ivory Tower
Your room is a jungle
of worn clothes
and (nearly) empty closet
of abandoned guitar
and missing left shoe
of opened bottom drawer
and belly-flopped novel
of semi-damp towel
and crumpled blanket
at the edge of a sunken bed
your quiet recluse
from the chaotic world
Thanksgiving B
A bulging balloon of belly blubber
built on barrels of brownie batter
between bottles of bubbly beer.
bulging balloon of belly blubber
betrayed by beautiful buffets
for barbarous boys without boundaries
bulging balloon of belly blubber
begging for banana bread bouquets
and barely beginning to Crave.
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Best Way Out, said Robert Frost
Rowing a wooden vessel
Through my mind’s misty marsh
Oars dip…and pull
Through liquid memory
Eyes shut, chin up
Pull through, pull through
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Things Cooling Down
used skillet fresh omelet burnt toast tickled temper
first degree tan jalapeno’ed tongue vacated bed sheets
engine post collision, developing snowflakes
ice-infested tea
Compass in the Bramble
Surrounded by razor-blade bramble, left and right
Up and down, sharp angled thicket tangle
Yet somehow I progress, left then right
Up then down, I run under moon and sun
Trusting the One who is, was, will be left and right,
Up and down, my compass that can’t be wrong
Sukkot Haiku
A practice in trust:
living in a hut outside,
trusting God, not walls.
uncertai?
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Vision obscured by drooping eyelids weighed down
Curled up toes that knows seven thousand steps
Slow motion breathing a receding tide
But my mind’s wide–
–awake
Starting with the mitzvah of Chessed.
In masechet Sukkah, we learn that Chessed is greater than Tzedakah. There are a number of reasons:
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