One moment, my life in the balance
The next, feeling quite well
Why, O Why, put me, Dear God
through this kind of hell…
Yet I guess you’ve been with me
right from the start
Not one hour have you missed
~ since that of my bris*
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*'Bris' is Hebrew and Yiddish for the
Jewish ritual circumcision ceremony
on a Jewish boy's eighth day of life.
Categories:
bris, appreciation, god, jewish, life,
Form: Rhyme
The fact that Jesus was a Jew
may seem odd to quite a few
Then eight days after Christmas, how about this
~ January first, New Year's Day, was his bris *
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*'bris mila,' which literally means 'cov-
enant of the foreskin,' is the Hebrew
term for a Jewish ritual circumcision.
It is performed on the eighth day of a
baby boy's life. Jesus' bris, therefore,
was on the 1st of January.
Categories:
bris, jesus, jewish, new years
Form: Epigram
A bombing of my school
It was a winter night 1942 the British
Bombed the school I was going to when older.
the town was in darkness why the Bris bombed the school
was because they had been misinformed thinking
it was the German military headquarter.
Many surrounding houses burnt down and there was some causality.
Other than sporadic bombing our town was
a paradise for the enemy soldiers stationed there.
Time is harder now we see Israeli bomb schools and children’s playground in Gaza.
I write this because I got an email from boys I had (they are old now)
gone to school with and it brought back memories
of a time gone by.
Categories:
bris, best friend, blessing, conflict,
Form: Blank verse
Does anyone know Seinfeld episode with rabbi and bris??? heard of it, never
saw, would like to see....know the season? thanx, tom Quasarttt228@aol.com
Categories:
bris, computer-internet, confusion, education, friendship,
Form: I do not know?
Goy to the world,
Christian faith is everlasting....
It is the night,
that your bris is performed
the thrilling kiss of a Rabbi's knife,
Starts its job, till faint did your wife
Fall on your knees...
Start your CPR.....
and ask the Rabbi please....
and hear the sirens wailing
ambulance rushes to you....
not a time of peaceful sailing.....
Categories:
bris, adventure, family, funny, health,
Form: Burlesque
Torah! Torah! Torah!
Check it out
Ten Commandments of
six hundred (more or less)
for the good deed that goes unpunished
and only the good die Jung? I guess,
it’s a hit
or mitz -vah
whether moyel shall take a bit, more or less;
well, he should have it well in hand
if you think neutral thoughts
during the bloody process
(which may be hard to do–
ahh, there’s the rub
in this Shake-a-spear
tragedy of Love’s laborer, Lost
on this Twelfth Night of your thirteenth year,
you grinning ear to ear,
you contemplate Romeo’s
“It’s soft, what knife through yonder
foreskin breaks. . .” or some such soliloquy
in this tiny Hamlet by some shore.
Lo! The deed is done
(and not much fun)
manhood swaying with a gentle bris
and all the helpful hints
Gone With the Wind amidst
your screams: It Hertz
and Dr. Edward Scissorhands, responded,
“Frankly, Scar-less, I don’t give a damn.”
Categories:
bris, funny, imagination, loss,
Form: Free verse