Best Jew Poems

What shall I see when I see a picture of you 
Frame against rainbow of eternity?
I dream of you ... upon the canvas of my heart ...
Will your eyes melt the sonwflakes, do they
Like the sea glisten with the glow of hidden pearls
Are your ears...

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Let true love find me to be the ever fixed mark of constant gaze
The spectacle of her thrilling eyes, and she to me the dearest prize
A coral when the heart stampedes, or fickle fancy frivolous strays
For love must be a leash of common trust, the...

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I would not call my love a flower
Lest she languish in the sun and fade
I could not kiss my love a brief hour
My desire is deep as Jove's high glade

I would not compare my love to day
With all the traffic of commercial vice
And nights are...

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Some say religion or certain religious beliefs are what seperate us people. All that truly separates us is hate , arrogance, and circumstantial, spiteful judgement of any individual. male, female, or other. don't be dumb. when a child is born make it our hope, not...

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Love shall say it's sorry so truth may atone
My soul brings praise to no other, you alone
Like the stars tell stories of your eyes alone
Like the tides weave history in every moan
I have languished in the light of other moons
That made our emptiness bright. The...

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The last Jew on Earth 
after the flames killed millions
Decides to speak up 
and declare 
his joy in living
The last Jew on Earth 
plays a game few remember 
A short time ago 
Someone told me the spiritual 
overcomes the material 
Listening to beautiful music 
I...

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in a world of many nations,
may we learn to understand
that non can survive in isolation
but together we stand.
Ti's my ideal wish,
that a Jew and a Samaritan would eat,
from one dish.


in the world of so many races
black, coloured, and Indian spread in all places
may we never...

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One day, a Catholic argued with a Jew,
Whose faith is more kind, whose faith is more true.
Seized by the neck and squeezed very tight,
The Jew confessed - " Your faith is more kind!"...

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Jeweled morning glows
Echoes of birds from the trees
Withering the night

Juice flows in flowers
Eternal sap of our love
Wellspring of our joy

Jars of honey brim
Erratic flies the loud bee
Woodlands rich in bloom

Just us on these sands
Erecting castles again
Wading in sunlight

Joy is a fresh tide
Eloping from the cracked...

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Regardless of what the Liberal Media says
JESUS WAS A JEW

What has happened to religion,
That the media hates it so?
They look for fault in believers,
They tell us how to go.

They cast doubt on the faith,
Of Americans near and far.
They have assumed the authority,
To raise the holy...

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My name is Judas
betrayer of God
everyone hates me
yet thats not as much
as I hate myself
and everything else
until its just a word
that cannot be felt

I can't be accountable
to a single action
thats unchangeable
I wish you would cast off
into a river of ashes
and cover your body
until the sorrow...

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This time
I roam far away and wide, searching
To find that door that will bring you again
Into the room, naked at dim evening
Fluttering my heart like a swallow in a rain
This time
Electronic conversations slowly subside
And night wrings my body bare of patience
Beyond the altar's pause of...

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Love, you and I, being all love's essence, shall grow old
Older than we are
And yet never be a black hole like an old dead star
And shall invite with candlelight, you and I
The world to dinner or to tea, with some honey from the sky
And they...

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Like cheap market cloth in dirt-stained cheap hands
Love's been abused, narrowly defined, broken
Like a cistern into selfish small strands
Until its only a silly token
Of our greed. But I see God image still
In you, a high and vaulted beauty bright
Like Judean star top a quiet hill
And...

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The Year: Long Squandered 1999;
Frank Flynn had found my sent parceled poems ‘fine’
“They can lend themselves... to live performance”
Wherefore I mount for each surveillance….

An Atypical BBC Staff:
His signed statement A frankness not by half;
Laminated have I his bold comment:
Above My First Degree ‘A Document.’

Saw Frank,...

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