Long Chaim Poems
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Sweet 16, Sealed in Wax
Nothing compares, can't hold a candle,
To our togetherness in love,
Hand in hand we share our "One-dle",
As a ship in harbor, we nestle in our cove!
Nothing's like sweet sixteen,
Enamored , married & matched to Barbara,
"Aishes Chayil" humble yet royal queen,
She has "tzniusly" survived Chaim's parabola!
16 annuals as one, traditionally one gifts wax,
Not diamonds nor strings of pearls,
Our companion hood Bananagrams max,
Together, our joy unfurls!
Also known as Blooma Yehudis,
"Blossom of Thankfulness" is her label,
Such crocus lotus presence is greater than Buddha's,
Barbara's loyal! Her love sturdy as a cable!
Sweet 16 flies by like an arrow,
Bezrat Hashem, we'll be together for many more,
This verse is composed in Chaim's marrow,
There's affection aplenty yet in store!
Barbara's put up with O.C.D. plus Ataxia,
How? Chaim in gratitude, quietly thunders & wonders,
Worse than raining "Cats & Dogs", worse than "Hailing Taxis",
Barbara patiently endures Chaim's blatant blunders!
Lech Lecha “Go for Yourself”,
Each step a Mitzva when,
Approaching Hashem,
Unlike dwelling in Sukka health,
There, Journey is Destination,
Infusion of cells stem,
Follows learning Gemara off the shelf,
Or meeting the Ayn Sof in elation,
Why is He in shul more so?
Maybe ‘cuz of the rainbow 12,
Spectrum of shevatim imagination,
Parts being less than the sum,
Minyan Synergy evolves!
Nolad of a nation,
Ivri, on another side hum,
Lech Lecha Dik Duk “Go To Yourself!”
Teshuva emancipation,
Be Yehoshua! Never numb,
Violin virtuoso, Aleph,
You are a Light, We’ll grow to emulate!
Chaim & Barbara
Detroit Rolls Royce
Actually a “Cherry Picker”,
A Royce costume,
Disguising Yonah’s rise,
Repairing Balmore’s eruv slicker,
Faster than a Lamborgini volume,
But TA’s Gabbai is wise,
Checking wires needs a “Stickler”,
An observant Jew who doesn’t assume,
Taking pains to apprise,
R’ Ribiat is a George Washington “flicker”,
Both are Fathers, Yonah of the Ribiat Bloom,
Detroit Tiger & Lion prize,
Ty Cobb wore knickers,
R’ Ribiat a “Bekesher” plus reads volumes,
Hears Baila’s sighs & cries,
Eats Kosher, laughs never snickers,
Enjoy to 120! Adar zoom resume!
Chaim & Barbara
The bustle and tune of city,
Is composed by the Architects.
Eyes upward, not staring at feet,
Take in cornices, gargoyles and chimneys,
Building high notes reaching down - lifting up.
Harmonies are hummed by neighborhoods of,
Next-door musicians with whom to shoot-breeze.
Rhythm’s source is traffic of crowds,
A quarter rest on the park bench,
Crescendos in fountains and skylines,
Chords lie in store as markets implore,
Side trip timing from Clef library-museums,
Playgrounds emanate the jazz of joy,
In stadiums you hear Souza marches,
Love songs played in coffee houses,
Where I’m drinking cappuccino,
As my eyes listen and ears observe.
(c) Chaim Wilson
Antimony Foolishness
Age 51 is often when one’s unable,
To buy the status quo, it’s old and needs mending.
New sports car, how youthful! Refuting the label,
Of premature old age, gray hair pending.
Girl friends need to be added to the stable,
Young women, their company lending,
Immortal aura when sharing their bar table.
What invokes “against aloneness”, or “befriending”?
You’ll find a word “antimonos” in Greek fable.
The element Antimony, #51, is alloy tending,
By emulating its properties, “Romeo” is enabled.
By experimenting with the valence one’s sending,
Reactions occur, some of which may be stable,
But it’s hard to tell if another is bonding or pretending,
Especially, to induce attraction, one increases spending.
Remember to study and use the Periodic Table,
It prolongs youth, the illusion of vitality never ending.
© Chaim Wilson
Age 51 is often when one’s unable,
To buy the status quo, it’s old and needs mending.
New sports car, how youthful! Refuting the label,
Of premature old age, gray hair pending.
Girl friends need to be added to the stable,
Young women, their company lending,
Immortal aura when sharing their bar table.
What invokes “against aloneness”, or “befriending”?
You’ll find a word “antimonos” in Greek fable.
The element Antimony, #51, is alloy tending,
By emulating its properties, “Romeo” is enabled.
By experimenting with the valence one’s sending,
Reactions occur, some of which may be stable,
But it’s hard to tell if another is bonding or pretending,
Especially, to induce attraction, one increases spending.
Remember to study and use the Periodic Table,
It prolongs youth, the illusion of vitality never ending.
© Chaim Wilson
Torah: Black Fire on White Fire
Every Place, Every Space,
In Ink, 'Tween Signs, ‘Tween Lines,
Everywhere He, Where are we?
Ask, "Mi Hashem Aylai?"
Not, "What's in for me?"
Descent from Kedushah is "I"
Ego's swig, a "Drink Me" potion of Shrinkingness,
Causing "I" to be Mired in Pride,
My Hand; Plural World vs. Oneness
We are 'Taken In', pleasing "I",
Or Harvard or other Men,
What's the difference? Our Eye's Sty!
Live His Torah, is Zeroing Me Debris,
Our Chance to Be, Alive ‘n Doin’,
Here, Now! Waiting on Him is Freeing.
He gave us Myriad Mitzvot,
To glimpse Him, to Breathe ‘n Do,
To be in His Company True.
Life's not just other Men,
With Them to Hang Out, Them to Please,
Acquiring Clout, our Dodge Cop Out.
Men are Seen, He’s Hidden.
Pleasin’ Men counters Our Goal,
So, He smiles, if We’re Herein.
As He is Here, We don't Fear Scowling Faces.
Men make Noise, when Losin’ Stature,
Men are in Places, not 'Tween Spaces.
Drink In the One, Sip His Strength, to Stand Alone,
Be a Rolling Stone, Not just a Clone,
His Whisper is Choice, so Ignore Men's Noise.
It takes max strength Chutzpah,
Swim Agin' the Torrent, Yet be Current,
Carpe Diem, Be not a Puppet of Them.
Gematria, 301, means Fire equals Call,
Or Fire in Hearing 'Sounds of Silence': A Calling,
Horton Hears a Who, Choosing is Less than to Be Chosen.
Be Strong; You're Created to Be a Man,
Hashem's Eved, In touch with Your Maker,
Answer to Him, not some Faker.
© Chaim Ben Moshe 2018
Swing of the bat, contests
Fielders’ gloves, ball in motion,
Run, slide, throw - called safe!
Innings are by turns,
Dramatic or biding, boxscores
Revealing who’s up.
Catching foul ball strays,
Or in bleachers just catch rays,
Fans cheer, hoot and wave!
Hear “Smack!” a hit!
Vendors warble, “Peanuts and beer!”
Star spangled banner.
If you come early,
Ask for heros’ autographs,
Snap players’ faces.
Distance ‘tween bases,
Had to be divinely ordained,
Perfecting the game!
Whether the home team ,
Overcomes temporary calamity,
Makes or breaks dreams!
© Chaim Wilson
Blooma Yehudis, Fruma Truths
A verse to nurse Barbara's 72nd
"Zos Channukah", warm memories of lights,
Shared stories, & hopefully Chaim's "Maor Tzur",
Stayed tenor, forgive my lapses of soprano heights,
Together, we & gymnast flames soar,
Contemplate, mindfully weigh gold sights,
Shedding cold shivers, absorbing each warm ember,
Kindling hopes, dreams, refuting the "Yavan" nights,
This year's Shabbos brings a Double Feature,
For on our fabled table are two "Dr. Suess" lights,
Art, in aged bent "Judaica" that her mom gifted her,
'Twas prophetic! To choose Barbara to greet,
Shabbos weekly, a Beis Ne'eman for Ger/Baalus Teshuva,
Ballerina/soldier flames cum "Geshmach" dishes delight,
Our "Om..." mantra home, a Chanukah treasure!
Key Lime Pie, Mighty Fine Pudding, Whipped Cream & Pearls alight,
To infuse birthday joy beyond measure!
Chaim chimes "Where would I be without my wife?"
"Bisrat Hashem" may we both endure,
'Til "Meah V'Esrim" in marriage "Bli" strife,
Joan was right, "Barbara rest assured!"
"People like your company, you simply enrich life!"
On that note, Chaim's going to make the effort,
To march (Walk/Talk!) to a different drum & fife,
To listen with heart to Barbara's word,
Giving flight to the 'Bird of Paradise!'
Torah: Black Fire on White Fire, A Nafka Mina
Every Place, every Space,
In ink, 'tween signs, ‘tween lines,
Everywhere He, Where are we?
Ask, "Mi Hashem Aylai?"
Not, "What's in for me?"
Descent from Kedushah is "I"
Ego, Ugly Mess, Rears our Smallness,
Whether in "I" or Mired in Man,
My Hand, My team, vs. Oneness
We can live to please "I",
Or Harvard or other Men,
What's the difference? Our Eye's Sty!
To live His Torah, Nullifies Me
We Need to Be, Alive ‘n Doin’,
Here, Now! We Want to Be.
He gave us myriad Mitzvot,
To glimpse Him, to Breathe ‘n Do,
To be in His Company.
Life's not just other Men,
Them With to Hang Out, Them to Please,
He Knows our Dodge Cop Out.
Men are Seen, He’s Hidden.
Pleasin’ Men is counter Our Goal,
He smiles, if We’re Herein.
As He is Here, We Be in our All.
Men make Noise, when Losin’ Stature,
Men are in Places, not in 'tween Spaces.
Be as the One, Sip His Strength, in Being Alone,
Be a Rolling Stone, Not just a Clone,
He’s Here, We likewise ignore Noise.
It takes max strength Chutzpah,
Swim Agin' the Torrent, Be Current,
Carpe Diem, Not be a Puppet of Them.
The Gematria of Aish equals Kara,
Or Fire in Hearing 'Sounds of Silence': A Calling,
Horton Hears a Who, Choosing is Less than to Be Chosen.
Be Strong; You're Created to Be a Man,
Hashem's Eved, In touch with Your Maker,
Answer to Him, not some Faker.
© Chaim Ben Moshe 2018