The avoidance, the whispers, the fear
of fellow Jews now daily I hear
Do I dare walk around with my skullcap on
If I see Palestinians, should I run
Tonight marks the first Chanukah light
that 21st century Jews crouch in fear, out of sight
Categories:
skullcap, america, chanukah, fear, jewish,
Form: Couplet
Oh the daily news got to her
But; she couldn't turn away
It was like watching a train wreck
Though it made her nerves so frayed
Each night she turned the tv on
And her head began to pound
Politics, crime, and taxes
Made her feel like coming unwound
Anxiety kept her up at night
This old world is such a mess
She decided that she must do something
To cure herself of stress
A cup of tea is what she needed
So she headed to Cumberland Gap
In search of the wild blue flower
The Cherokee Skullcap
Now she still watches the news each day
And laughs a bit at the moronic
For it no longer drives her mad
Thanks to her Appalachian tonic
Categories:
skullcap, anxiety, grandmother, humor, mythology,
Form: I do not know?
I was learning, how
not to catch you.
Called the cloud
hugging a hillside.
Can you climb on the road ?
No , it said, I want to play with the moon.
So,
this was becoming,
without presence.
An epiphany ? No it was a crying
theme, discovery of the self.
When the tremors came,
you were flung like a doll,
opening the earth
one breath long.
Swallows were eyeing the sky.
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The hollow tree
traps the light and sends out
the blue pupils of yellow eyes.
I am still counting the limbs
under the boulders.
The landmass was moving asking names.
The big vulture was watching
the end of the feast,
for schizophrenics.
A bomb hidden in turban will
kill a saint. You say I should
call for the girls.
Why don’t you wear the skullcap
to cover the beautiful mind
which will not kiss the fire ?
Satish Verma
Categories:
skullcap, art,
Form: ABC
Soft Rain
I like rain, not hard, angry rain with an attitude
who, was neglected by the mother cloud, and
angrily show its hate towards those who had
nothing to do with its misbegotten infanthood.
No I´m thinking of soft rain that is like a caress,
a kiss of eternities promises.
And nature is still, this is a moment of rapture
a longing for so long denied blissfully fulfilled.
The dampness of my skullcap and my alpaca
jacket is so soft that it almost feels like oil, but
I know I´m just a spectator under an umbrella
who ought to go home and lit the fire.
Categories:
skullcap, inspirational, nature, rain, longing,
Form: Blank verse
shadows protrude the physical realm
pilots of light at our vessels helm
directives plotted , mapped and charted
intuition , gateways guarded
competing forces triggering sparks
understanding to avoid the dark
skullcap , fortress , our mind dwells
heart of hearts , life and love
our holy grail.........
Categories:
skullcap, faith, hope, introspection, life,
Form: Free verse