Long Chanukah Poems
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Pope Frances
It is a warm sunny day in Lisbon, the pope sits atop of
Mercedes Jeep, he looks like an easy target for assassins
Men in black suits and open jackets hurry alongside the jeep
except for one lifeguard, who wears a gray suit his black suit
is still at the cleaners
The pope is heading for the big park, along the route
There are thousands of young people, waving flags from many nations
Russian flag, Ukrainian banner, it is all here, except perhaps
the Israeli flag, I assume there are no catholic Jews.
Where the road narrows before going into the park, the jeep
slows down, a girl reaches out her arms the pope touches her
hand
Overwhelmed, she faints.
In the park, thousands of young people the atmosphere is
elated, people being happy among a symbol of a public faith
On a stage, young women graciously, in a decorous manner
dance, I gather they are angels from many countries
The pope sits on a throne stool partly in away from the wind
he waves and smiles benignly to the dancers.
The Bishop of Lisbon, speaks wishing the pope welcome
he has a dreary voice, but thankfully it is a short speech
nevertheless, the people applaud
Now it is the turn of two famous female singers to sing
one sings angelically about heaven, the other sings Fado
Great applause, the bishop of Lisbon looks at his wristwatch.
Now it is the pope's turn to speak, the park is silent not
to miss a word. Alas, it is time for my biscuit and afternoon tea.
night folds its endless hands—
shadows stretch & scatter
(aching)
for warmth
for a flicker.
a mother whispers prayers, her voice
a cradle—
soft syllables swaying
against the weight of exile’s wind.
one wick, then another—
then eight:
flames lean into each other,
(dizzy with hope)
(drunk with remembering).
oil scarce as breath,
yet its story unfolds:
a temple reclaimed
a heart unbroken.
the menorah blinks its quiet Morse code:
endure.
endure.
endure.
children spin tops—
letters clinking against the wood—
(miracles inscribed
in the simplest of things)
while fathers tell tales that climb
the walls like vines, rooting in
tomorrow.
each candle rises like a soldier—
small,
steadfast.
above, the stars watch,
silent witnesses to a people
who (always)
remember how to
make light.
Some poems
they are sacrificed
and not meant
to be written
Some poems
are not too nice
and talk of Hell
and smitten
Some poems are the center of
attention to be told
Some poems are not worth the cause
of sacrificing old
Some poems are for me to say
and keep them for myself
Some poems are for you to see
and that is left to quelf
How will I ever know to write
what I am feeling for
How will I ever sell what I
am ever looking more
How will I save what I am to
a God I make believe
How will I ever be as him
When Satan takes the lead
How will I ever know to be
a man he wants to see
How will I ever go with him
unless I come to me
I'll go unto a man and say I'm fine and tell him how
He'll say he never saw me and I'm pretty sure that's Hell
I'll go onto a patio and tell him I am late
He'll say a lantern has been left for you as fate
We went downtown for a movie
Near an upscale place for food
Filled with kiosks, booths and dining
For whatever suits your mood.
I tried ice cream made with squid ink –
Smooth but black as darkest night,
Also cold-brew coffee flavor
On a cone, a pure delight.
But attracted by some singing,
We walked by to check it out.
When we saw a huge menorah,
We knew what it was about.
For tonight we light a candle,
After sunset, for the start
Of a holiday called Chanukah,
Which sets the Jews apart.
But New York’s the home to many,
Lots of whom were gathered ‘round
To join in the candle-lighting
And the songs which did resound.
It felt good to be a witness
To a most amazing thing –
Total strangers linked together
And the joy that it can bring.
The Holland Tunnel’s gussied up.
Its holiday display
Made some commuters angry
And they finally had their say.
Two wreaths were boldly planted
On the “O” and on the “U,”
So “Holland Tonnel’s” what appeared
To people driving through.
A Christmas tree was mounted, too,
On top of Holland’s “N.”
The “A” would be a better match,
The critics voiced again.
The ones in charge arranged a vote;
Results were tallied fast,
The decorations switched around
From the opinions cast.
The tree was moved, one wreath is gone;
There’s now a happy aura,
Which would be perfect if they had
Included a menorah!*
*symbol of Chanukah, a Jewish holiday
celebrated at this time of year
Whats on my mind
Depends on what I find
Searching for my star
It's out there shining , so far
So far Away
Lord ,so far away
Thing I thought true
Little that I knew
Love never grew
Walking on
Walking on
Times never change
Just the impotence seems to rearrange
what once I stood for
Became another empty door
Nothing more
Nothing more
Parts I left behind
Never wanting to find
The Doorway back home
Heart meant to roam
Little did I know
Life wasn't that great of a show
Doesn't matter
The mad hatter
Was just stuck In between yesterday and tomorrow
Cause he couldn't get past his sorrow
His love or Alice
She was full of malice
Stole his heart
So he fell apart
She went back to the real
Then broken he did feel
Passing time
Writing this dumb rhyme
A discordant drumbeat from Washington comes
Lawmakers to senseless partisanship succumb
Midst the darkness, light a candle
Pave the way for the Savior to come
From the Oval Office menacing texts and tweets
Leaving a sour taste behind holiday treats
Midst the darkness, light a candle
Thrill to the triumph of the Maccabees**
Social media's blasphemers, angry trolling mobs
Intimidating their victims, making them sob
Midst the darkness, light a candle
Send a signal to the bullies and snobs
Terrorism the world over rears its ugly head
So many innocents, injured or dead
Midst the darkness, light a candle
May the Flame of Goodness be spread
**The Maccabees restored and rededicated the Temple in Jerusalem,
including the Menorah Lamp, their brave deeds memorialized in the
Holiday of Chanukah.
Freedom or whatever
Is it a wonderful idea where we can say what we like?
To act as we like without concern what others might think.
I believe in free speech voicing what life has taught me
and part of this is that freedom carries responsibility.
dare I say, compassion for others.
In Europe’s cities and the USS, people are demonstrating
they do not want their freedom curtailed,
not to wear masks and not vaccinated.
they do not think of people who by their actions might
make other bystanders catch the Virus and die.
Every régime of every description will try to get more power
and they must be resisted, but not now.
When times are right, they must be fought the alternative
is fascism, the enemy of freedom will seduce the half-baked
people to look for leaders who despite fine words
have nothing to offer but autocracy.
Today is the Special Day we've been waiting for. It's Christmas. And I am glad to be a part of it. It is a beautiful day and glorious for the Christ was born and we celebrate in style. It is the most perfect day in the year. Red, Green and Gold are the colors of the season. It has not snowed yet, but it's coming I'm told. Yes, this is my favorite time of the year, There's Love, Music and eating and all just perfect Joy. Thank you, Jesus for being born on this day. Thank you, Jesus for just being. Thank you, Lord for coming into our lives.
Hallelujah, Halleilujah
You are the only King we have.
Mensagem de Natal
O Natal nos faz lembrar que existe
uma única família de seres humanos.
Entre familiares,
quando os tempos ficam difíceis,
eles se dão as mãos e se levantam.
É assim desde o início dos tempos.
Hoje, agora, de agora em diante,
vamos continuar a descobrir o novo,
aceitar e conviver com o inesperado.
Vamos continuar a sonhar.
Sonhar com o dia
em que mais e mais pessoas
vivam em mundo
no qual é possível
escolher livremente
com quem quer trabalhar,
o que desejam receber
em troca do seu trabalho
e principalmente
com quem querem compartilhar os sonhos.
Que o Natal nos permita
trocar a pergunta por que
por outra que responda “o quê”.
Que o Natal faça
pessoas inconformadas
com aquilo que sabem
e assim vivam para saber mais.
Que o Natal permita
e fortaleça a crença
no poder das idéias,
do planejamento imaginativo,
no trabalho duro
para desenvolver a fé
na esperança de que
um mundo melhor
existe nas nossas mentes.