My Child Poems

Why do you weep my child
what brings you anguish
What eclipses the spark of light
that guides your inner being
Aspire my dear one
to accept what can't be seen
I'll give you hope
to still your anxiety
I'll give you serenity
to end your restlessness
I'll give you...Read More

Your intentions 
Were good 
It’s just that you misunderstood 
The technology 
You issue your child 
A digital leash 
An electronic guardian, babysitter, and spy 
We show them the door and provide the key 
And allow them to see the world...Read More

If your children — those losers — are moving back home
even though they were told to explore and to roam,
treat the deadbeats with tact
and remember a fact —
it was YOUR DNA inside YOUR chromosome.
...Read More

What my son loves the most is good food,
be it toasted or roasted or stewed.
Can he put it away!
A filet and entrée
will go in and then out of this dude....Read More

Try to sleep. And take rest my child
Close your eyes. Have a Sweet dream.
Try to sleep. And take rest my child.
I will find the definition of lullaby.

For us.

Even 'The wisest' tends to mistake sometimes.
So, no more words, close your eyes
And...Read More

When the sun does not shine
And the noon becomes dull
When the moon goes too soon
As daylight fades on the horizon
Be rest assured, I will always love you

When you see my flaws
Or feel like not loving me anymore
When you begin to...Read More

The first cramp came night time in Bethlehem.
Mary and Joseph had arrived in town.
We best hurry Love to find us a place,
to check in and then for the night bed down.

Mary and Joseph had arrived in town.
She is in labour...Read More

Burn....

Burn Mother, burn
staring at the flames
burning higher and higher
the crackling sounds
the awful smells
I watch with disgust
as you burn
your life was colourful
shameful, hurtful
yet your beauty is all
in every corner of this
human tank of black
ashes to ashes
they say you go
whence you came
smouldering...Read More

I heard you whispering
all night listening
your handsome face picturing

your hand strokes my hair
and you kiss my tear
and forever love I declare

in the distant other words
and the song of birds
the most beautiful heard

and a soothing voice came
to proclaim
my child leave the...Read More

Ber Horvitz translations of Holocaust poems

Der Himmel
"The Heavens"
by Ber Horvitz
translation by Michael R. Burch
 
These skies
are leaden, heavy, gray ...
I long for a pair
of deep blue eyes.
 
The birds have fled
far overseas;
tomorrow I’ll migrate too,
I said ...
 
These gloomy autumn...Read More

Projecting himself as concert prince
My special child, full of confidence
Serenades by his tunes’ preference
Enthralling my heart he does convince.

Using his left hand in mic*’s absence
He belts out with gracious persistence
Then prodding me by his insistence
I join him for a duet...Read More

There is
There is no
There is
There’s no distance
In the spirit

Open thine eyes my child
Open up your hearts my child
Open up
There is no
Distance in God
In Christ
For He’s ever worthy
Amen

In His will,
His will
Is His word
Says the Lord our God

There is
There is no
There is
There’s...Read More

Bereft of romantic passion,
yet verily full of love’s expression…
…My special son’s kiss is blessed delightful bliss
Warming my heart with exuberance I don’t want to miss.

Thus, with mother’s care, I tenderly kiss my child graciously
Assuring him God's ever constant presence vibrantly
Oh,...Read More

The Pizza Princess

No job is worth your life. 
Sweet little girl, 
someone's daughter, 
I don't even know...
You should not be dead. 
The world is all wrong. 

Out trying to make a living, 
paid little more than pennies,
by ungrateful people, 
too...Read More

Ever since I was an infant, my mother sang me her special lullaby. Even now, as I float further and further from life, I can hear it echoing in my mind.
“Space girl from the edge of heaven,
Space girl across the...Read More

Just a view on the inner critic. Every time I read what I wrote I see a different angle. This person never even opened their eyes. Some day you can't.

The day had begun. Simple. It was early. Maybe 5am. The...Read More

I think my job is really done,
and yet, what was the sense
in raising you, my bearded son?
So that you beat it hence?

The anguish, pain and rocky nights!
And now — a vacant nest?
I close the door, switch off the lights
and think:...Read More

How does it feel to have children?
It feels insanely crazy sometimes, but it also feels blissful.
For five years you do not get to go to the bathroom by yourself.
Because a child is poking fingers under the door and sobbing,
wanting desperately...Read More

When the night falls,
And the stars are so bright,
we hear their calls,
We make it right.

Your child, my child, our child,
To have, to hold, and inspire.
To love, to teach, and to guide,
To encourage their inner fire....Read More

The monk was nursing trees in the monastery
when the king came up the hill with a query.
The monk smiled on King’s query.
Can you bring peace in my mind?
In a low tone the monk spoke,
My child, none can bring peace for...Read More

  

Time moved so fast.
My little girl has now grown up
to enter a new life of her.

As I close my eyes,
I could still hear her giggles.
I could still remember her school days.
I used to search my little girl at...Read More

If I could only teach my child one thing,
it would be this – just be kind.
Before a word is uttered, ask yourself,
will my words hurt or wound?

Too many souls are left bleeding
from words stabbing, causing pain.
Too many thoughtless actions etch...Read More

Angels Sing

I hear them, 
all the time. 
When I pick up my child, 
and hold her close, 
her breath…
Harps; lovely,
faraway, 
and distant.

When I go to my grandmothers, 
and clean her kitchen, 
all afternoon, 
while she teaches me, 
how to make,...Read More

Helplessness immobilizes yours truly,
I genuinely agitate
permanently lasting indelible impact deux
biological offspring unfairly bore brunt,
compliantly, complicity, and complimentary
I avidly, doggedly, instinctively helped create

subsequently, unintentionally, or willingly
unpleasantly affected as adults facilitate
learned behaviors to navigate
their respective independent lives
both managed to coordinate
transitioning as responsible...Read More

The little kid changed my life
though lived half the age
me ,downed by the blues of life
life had lost its charm and grace.

BUT

this innocent gaze and smile
the soft gums
smell of sweet milk
the soft linen
hands outstretched, demanding care
the closed little fists
tickling laughter
Barbie...Read More