Best Sabbaths Poems
Isaac's son
saac's son
Saxon
O Israel where are you
I know you are not a Jew
Joseph come home
come home O child come home
I spy David's thrown
we'll have to make preparations
to bring it back to Jerusalem
so that when our savior comes home
he will have a proper place to sit
there upon his fathers thrown
for sins the Lord with held the blessings
over twenty five hundred years
and then we suddenly received them
swiftly they fade away
think we will ever learn our lesson
think we'll ever straighten our ways
"Be sure to observe my Sabbaths
keep the sanctified day
do not go around worshiping idols"
now blessings are fading away
does anybody else know
what does the word of God say
soon the skies will be iron
and the land will turn to brass
plagues shall scald our people
and our cities will break like glass
that fell down from the heavens
shattered and scattered all to pieces
we should have obeyed the laws of our father
like we were told to by the great king Jesus
O Ephraim, O Manasseh
I pray we learn our lesson fast
so that the pain doesn't have to last
we will all soon be slaves
God's will and try to be brave
still I pray
my God have mercy
and I pray to see the day
when we all learn to live
within God's laws and learn his ways
O America, O Britain
nation overseas and mine
don't you know God is going to punish us
time after time after time
until we learn the way to happiness
and inherit eternal life
we will walk by the river of life that flows
I guess we’ll have to learn the hard way
I guess that's just how it goes
they don't believe God and they wont believe me
I guess that soon enough
everybody in the world will know
everybody in the world will see
(Jer: 50:4-6)
In those days, and in that time, saith the LORD,
the children of Israel shall come, they and the children of Judah together,
going and weeping: they shall go, and seek the LORD their God.
They shall ask the way to Zion with their faces thitherward, saying, Come,
and let us join ourselves to the LORD in a perpetual covenant that shall not be
forgotten.
My people hath been lost sheep: their shepherds have caused them to go astray,
they have turned them away on the mountains:
they have gone from mountain to hill,
they have forgotten their resting place.
Categories:
sabbaths, faith, children, forgiveness, history,
Form:
Rhyme
Dust, sweep and mop
Run to three or four shops
Polish silver 'til it shines
Did we forget to buy wine
Countdown to Sabbath's begun
So many chores to be done
Ready or not, it's time to bench licht*
Friday goes by dizzy quick...
Now the Sabbath does appear
On dove's wings of purest cheer
Our tired feelings dissipate
Blessings soothe, reinvigorate
Refresh and restore
Over holy books we pore
Eat delicacies and treats
Meals pleasant and sweet
Time now to repair to sleep
To relax and dream dreams deep
Of Sabbaths wrapped in mists of yore ~
Messianic Era to point toward
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*to bench licht is Yiddish. It means to light
candles (for the Sabbath or a Festival) with
a blessing. 'Licht' is pronounced as a
guttural, more like 'kh' as in the Russian
'khorosho,' 'good.' It is not pronounced like
the 'ch' in 'chin' or in 'Chicago.'
Categories:
sabbaths, jewish, meaningful, uplifting,
Form:
Couplet
Around the world—evil, raging wars continue to be steadfastly
Fought in the name
Of lasting peace;
The military industrial complexes have found the puppets
They’ve sought
In the ruling
West and East;
Mislead cannon fodders on each side are being sent as heroic
Anti-terrorist
To theirs and others’ death;
While the war mongers play pass-time war games of the mighty
Military strategist—claiming what
Of Earth’s resources are left.
Nuclear power is once again the most prized of all desired possession;
Embryo and fetus organs—
The new ticker tapes;
Bloated bellies—reflecting world hunger—remain the victims of recessions;
Freedom and justice,
Victims of world-wide
Rapes—
Meanwhile, the pursuit of life, liberty and happiness of roofs over the head,
Have become worthless
Pursuits of the game;
No matter how loud the screams of the masses of the walking dead,
The mongers only cry,
‘Ask God who’s the blame.’
Around the world, Sabbaths continue to be as segregated as peace from love;
War remains
The king pin.
The hawk remains on high—his talons clutching the neck of the defenseless dove:
Bigotry and war
Know no sin.
The dawn of the age of Aquarius has come and gone—nothing has really changed
As prophesized,
Predicted and supposed.
Behold, a new day is upon the horizon; faith and hope having long arranged a peace
Only the angles could
Have reposed;
Behold—the many rivers we’ve crossed now flow into the sea of a new found day;
None can stem the tides of the blood of peace and equity streaming our way.
Categories:
sabbaths, allegory, analogy, corruption, grief,
Form:
Sonnet
OF WARS AND PEACE EVERYWHERE
Around the world—evil raging wars continue to be steadfastly fought
In the name of lasting peace;
The military industrial complexes have found the puppets they’ve sought,
Both in the ruling West and East;
Mislead cannon fodders on each side, are being sent as heroic anti terrorists—
To theirs and others death;
While the war mongers play pass time war games of might military strategist—
Claiming what of Earth’s resources are left.
Nuclear power is once again the most prized of all sought after possessions;
Embryo and fetus organs are the new ticker tapes.
Bloated bellies—reflecting world hunger—have become the victims of recessions;
Freedom and justice, victims of world-wide rapes;
Meanwhile, the pursuit of life, liberty and happiness of a roof over our head,
Have become worthless pursuits of the game;
No matter how loud the cries and screams of the masses of walking dead,
The mongers cry, ‘ask God who’s to be the blame’.
Around the world—Sabbaths continue to be segregated as peace is from love;
War remains the king pin.
The hawk remains on high—his talons clutching the neck of the defenseless dove:
Bigotry and war know no sin.
The dawn of the Age of Aquarius has come and gone—nothing has really changed
As the prophecies predicted and supposed.
Today, another new day is upon the horizon—faith and hope having long arranged
A peace only the angles could have reposed.
Behold, the many rivers we’ve crossed, now flow into the sea of a new found day;
None can stem the tides of the blood flow of peace and equity streaming our way.
Categories:
sabbaths, analogy, imagery, life, metaphor,
Form:
Sonnet
Wicked winds in the air
as the year
begins to draw to a close
The papers are full of murder
and mayhem
Yet we know well how to take
refuge
Again. the Sabbath
arrives and we lift our voices
in song,
taste the fruit of the vine
The sacred scrolls
enable us to face the challenges
of this earthly life
It is time to lift our
eyes heavenward
Long ago Rabbi Heschel
pointed out
that the Sabbaths are
our cathedrals
Let is raise our cathedral tonight
raise it high
Again, the Sabbath
Soon we will be
facing frigid air
But the warmth of
a Sabbath service
will aid our hearts and souls
Categories:
sabbaths, jewish,
Form:
Blank verse
I
Twelve tribes and apostles
for Comprehensiveness
Eleven steps to Heaven
Start with The LOVE Command of Jesus
Who ALONE in the Universe fulfilled The First Ten
II
Ten, let's say it again
The Complete Expectation of Heaven
For God is Holy, Holy, Holy
And twice He gave Moses those Ten
III
The number for Patience is NINE
God's Patience Before Judgment
While we abide in Jesus, True Vine,
And thus bear Nine fruit of the Spirit
The last digit before the SHUNYA
That cousin of INFINITY from Hindu and Buddha
(SMILE: You will get over it; we have Infinity to argue)
IV
Let me sing of the Number EIGHT, shall I
The end of a week, then Circumcise
Even Jesus was circumcised on Day Eight!
And my Old Week, the Old Man, bury
On Day 8, so New Life - wine -born again
Begins. Even 800 spells "FAITH" in Greek, and "LORD"
V
From the Seven Days of Genesis to the Seven Seals
In the Book of Revelation, SEVEN conveys perfection
And may we enjoy seven-fold increase in faith and favor
Juxtaposed, never fear, with the Sign for Man
Good to bad, especially SIX followed by more sixes
Both Man and Serpent were created then; perfection & rebellion
Take heart, as we climb - look up to Jesus - GRACE with Number Five!
John 1: 16 hides openly 25: Grace Upon Grace, Coco Chanel knew
Apart from 5 digits, toes, senses, Five Elements (Bhutas) India knew
VI
So may I tell you about the Fabulous Number Four?
Four rivers in Genesis to 4 Directions in Ezekiel
Four Matriarchs and four SABBATHS before Passover
Square root of 2: Watch for Division and Separation
Watch and Pray: God is triune, NOW ONE as Past, Present, Future
Trinity and Diversity in Unity: Mystery of LORD of Infinity
VII
Two tells of balance; one for me & one for you: YANG-YIN
Number of the two, GOD-SON, the VERB in the Trinity
Chapter One spoke of His UNITY, ONE, God in ESSENCE
Chapter Two reminds us again of Division & separation: this EXISTENCE
Categories:
sabbaths, allegory, analogy, bible, jesus,
Form:
Rhyme
Spiritual needs
must be satisfied
as well as physical ones
On the road to who knows what
We are able to grab
onto one of the brass rings of
spirit and song
Let a Jewish renewal service
enter into our hearts
It generates a warm feeling (like a fine old move does)
as it envelops the congregation
A New Sabbath in a new space
Offers us a time to reflect and relzx
Another instance of sacred time
As the late Rabbi - Abrahm Joshua Heschel said
"The Sabbaths are our cathedrals"
Tonight we build
such a cathedral
A New Sabbath in a New Space
And a good Shabbes to you
Categories:
sabbaths, faith, happiness, religion, time,
Form:
Free verse
The primary political and economic metaphor for human life on Earth,
at least here in these disuniting States,
is "market,"
with a consumer and a producer face;
robust, healthy, cooperatively self-regenerative markets
and depressed, pathologically self-degenerative disaster markets,
ripe for fear and anger mongering, abuse,
and neglect of healthywealth market outcome planning.
Regenerative positive markets therapeutically reproduce happy and prosperous Sabbaths,
paradise places and people with plants of abundantly cooperative enjoyment.
Degenerative markets produce fear, anger, mistrust,
then critical events of active distrust,
collective paranoia,
rabid hatreds and terrorism,
fundamentalist fantasies of dark Comings and Goings
of the stupidly unkind Market,
which both theologians and scientists still call "Earth."
In capitalist economies,
consumer markets tend to become the focus of swelling proportions of bourgois retail Sabbath celebrators,
while producer markets remain the focus of the over-invested
LeftBrain Dominant heads of increasingly plutocratic proletariat market players
of our collective,
slightly paranoid,
sense of control over our own producer market wealth futures
now deductively reified from matriarchal Earth's regenerative health,
our more polypathic holonic root metaphor
for a home Planet of Sabbath life
not for sale,
or rent,
but for lighting candles
to resonate cooperative multicultural
humane-divine
ecopolitical EnLightenment of Sabbath.
We have a hyphenated nature-spirit market for Sabbath light
of Earth's self-regenerativity
and dark depressive markets
struggling with and about Earth's continuing degeneration,
sold out commodification
well-below,
sick-above,
sacred light-market health values.
Categories:
sabbaths, earth, health, light, nature,
Form:
Political Verse
Remember
The voice that woke you up in the morning
Disremember
The arguments that altered into mourning
Consider
The affectionate memories that we cherish the most
Don’t consider
The horrifying hours that we have not spent with each other
Reflect on
The blissful Sabbaths that we’ve kept with the whole family
Don’t reflect on
The unholy conversations that we bring up at the dinner table
But do remember
The joyful dreams that we share with each other!
But do remember
That you are beautiful and you are worthy to find your true love,
My cherished sister
Do you still consider our eccentric, dreamlike characters?
Do you still consider our imaginations soaring like a golden eagle, flying triumphantly?
Categories:
sabbaths, childhood, devotion, family, happiness,
Form:
Free verse
We have no sabbath sense
deep enough
wet enough
searching baptismally enough
for Earth's oceanic atmosphere.
Sabbath is for monotheistic cities
and castled lands
we anthro-supremacist share
to weekday busyness hold them
six weakly orthodox dry days per week
On lands we sell ourselves
to uneasily rest
deeply contest
land-based sixes
and sacred sevens
Crowding human over-splattered population
huddling beneath self-mattered desecrated sabbaths
longing to land-based rabid breed
deeper nourished oceanic sacramentals
higher flourished seasoned ornamentals.
Over these past several seasick years
Sunday crawls back toward Atlantic's western shore,
border stretch of dry as lustless dust
then wet love-drenched sand
leading out to ocean's deep sustaining
Atlantis-Pacific round wet sabbath
Populated more and more
by all-consuming human barging desecration,
I notice my slowly growing urge
to run then walk then swim to float away
from continental fractured unrest
Compelled to seek a cooler wetter nest
where sabbaths still speak sea-psalm gullibly
in bygone blissful birdsongs
swaying surging suds
of soulfully submerging
saliently surfing
salty sacramental tears
reviving EarthPacific SunDays.
Categories:
sabbaths, addiction, earth, health, ocean,
Form:
Free verse
Routine rituals of everyday sacred Sabbaths,
beginning in hibernating Advent
of dawn's diurnal enlightenment Season,
becoming diastatic climax rhythms of interdependence
through Summer's noonday fertile heat,
drawing to autumnal dusk decomposing
preparation for further harvest extending families
of co-empathic nutritional digestion,
composting as praying together
within ultra-violet Winter's nondual co-arising
bright-octaved enlightenment
of deep ecological learning night.
Dreaming of and for tomorrow's continuing Sabbath
rituals of routine cooperative enlightenment
overcoming dualdark cognitive-affective dissonance
from DNA's,
like RNA's,
fractal seasonal octaves of enlightening resonance.
Virginal empty Winter winners
pondering on all these inter-relation evolving things,
blending death of embryonic moon-light dreams
into rebirth channels of ecopolitical opportunity
for yet another regeneratively fertile day
and Tao YangSummer-Nature/YinWinter-IntegrativeHolonicSpirit,
sacred liturgy RightBrain synergetic spirit of light
and secular routine LeftBrain deductive nature
of double-binding right-now eternal speed of light
Common (0)-squared
routine DNA-scripted climate health,
biosystemic EgoLeft
with ecosystemic EarthFlow Right
WinWin Balancing
toward further enlightening routine
polypathic
(0)-soul multicultural-nomial
Ways
of further moving along this co-enlightenment journey
Golden Ruling cooperatively and inclusively together,
expecting WinWin enlightening outcomes
routinely speeding sacred light.
Categories:
sabbaths, birth, culture, health, light,
Form:
Political Verse
Remember the Sabbath
to keep it holy
free of Shoulds.
A should-free cathedral
of intimate athleticism
romantic
exotic
ecstatic
euphoric
erotic
Exhausts this sabbath light
at long last
widely dawning deeply stronger
and resiliently handsome
dark as night
In virtuously enlightening response
to Saturnight's weekly exorcism
annihilating
exhausting
expiring
Yet another weekday week
weak slow-groan degenerjism
Darkly precipitating
sweaty penetrating night seductive mares
aggravating
congregating
irritating
neighing
sedating
constipating
All my life
I've been waiting for you
my Sunday not not should
embrace every daytime athlete
with unconditional
warm felt regard
Up on two feet
with spiritually natural intent
of sabbath hot passions
including,
but not exclusively hoarding,
frontal poles
and backside holes
Balancing sabbaths neurosensory integrity
extending virally out and virtuously circling in
stretching strength
of bilateral heart pumps
and lung inflations
and limb elations
stretching Sunday loves
and bipartisan 1 plunging into 0
every polynomial weekday
binomial cooperative
co-invested
convexly concaved
not-not straight but spiraling round
wholesome inside/outside balance
In co-empathic sabbath passions
free of shaming Others
preaching teaching virginal should not
remember SaturNightMare's
BlackHole peak experience
anticipating this new athletic Sunday Service
ReMembering
ReIncarnating
ReLigioning Sabbath
to keep it holy
free of Othering Shoulds.
Categories:
sabbaths, earth day, happiness, health,
Form:
Free verse
When Joseph had taken Jesus' body,
To his own new tomb where it was laid.
He sealed the door of the sepulchre,
By a great chiseled stone it was stayed.
Then there was Mary and the other,
Sitting over against the sepulchre door.
Not knowing of the events to happen,
Or what for them, God's plan, had in store.
To Pilate came Chief Priest's and Pharisees,
Following the preparation day.
Saying sir, the deceiver, while yet alive,
"After three days I will rise again" He did say.
Command therefore the tomb be sealed,
Lest by night, Disciples steal Him away.
Then Pilate said go, set ye there a watch,
It was Sabbaths end, and the weeks first day.
Then came the two Mary's the sepulchre to see,
And behold an earthquake came, full blown.
Descending from Heaven an Angel did appear,
Rolling from the sepulchre door the stone.
His look was as lightening, and raiment as snow,
With great fear the keepers were shaken.
To the Mary's was said, "this Jesus ye seek,
Has risen, His disciples have not taken".
The Angel said come, see the place He lay,
Finding naught, but His grave clothes.
He goeth into Galilee where you shall see,
Go tell His disciples that He arose.
Taken from Matthew 27/28
Categories:
sabbaths, faith, inspirationalangel, angel,
Form:
Lyric
Candle Box
Home sweet home
candle box soon cinder
better to watch it burn
than to it's content be put to the curb
good bye cruel world good bye
I'm coming after you
I'll arm the poor with words
You've left me nothing else to do
good bye republican
good bye democrat
I'll start a working mans party
but I'm afraid it's probably to late
hell is knocking on our gates
and I don't know how we're going to keep him out
now that we've let him in
our nations morals decaying us from within
make your cock bigger take a pill
don't you know it makes the little ones ill
or do you care
greed and lust on the front of your minds
and the week easy ministers have left us all blind
and there can be no Sabbaths upon a sinking ship
upon false gods we tripped
and mammon has risen to great heights
and the well to do earn free flights
while taking advantage of the poor
no more
no, no more
the kingdom of heaven is at hand
and I'm out to tell every man
and those who believe will bring you down
into the ground where you belong
to love money more than your neighbor
is just plain wrong
and everybody deserves a place to live
Aughhhh but the greedy, they don't give
we wont be seeing you much longer
no not much longer
Love hold fast to your faith
for the end is coming at an accelerated pace
tell those who are far away
to come home
come home
come home
come
home
Categories:
sabbaths, political
Form:
the heart
is
celestial
maneuvers
through galaxies,
sabbaths,
and jubilees
attributes
mysterious
four caverns
thump with
four seasons
rhythm echos an
eight count
He stands
on top of a hill
between
1st street
and Pine
under a tree
in the shade
Categories:
sabbaths, life, space,
Form:
Free verse