36, Feb 2014

I don't want life
I want twice life
New improved
Better than ever
And I am ready
to pledge and
then pay up
and put in a
double effort
and hope for
the same
from G-d.

From February 24, 2014

 FOR TODAY

Let's be honest and real,

in touch with what we feel,

Try less to seem correct,

work harder to connect

 Poem Alert

Devarim HaYotzim Min HaLev

How do I forget about friends?
I wonder which diary to hide in,
face book, blogspot, my little green book
till I remember an individual human heart open to mine
I go direct, hoping that the The Rabbis were right;
words that emenate from the heart enter into the heart

Rhythm
image
and voice
coalesce
in the best
of poetry.

(Adapted from pg. XIV of "The Poet's Dictionary, By William Packard)

Maybe it's Covid. Maybe it's not. Maybe it's just my apartment making me hot.
Maybe it's my tiredness or stress I'm going through. Maybe it's unsureness of what to do. Maybe it's sadness on one level or another, maybe it's that world I share only with just one brother.
Maybe it's the quiet, or the being alone, maybe it's my connection to my Iphone.
Maybe it's that major life change that I made. Maybe it's the winning and losing inside every trade.
Maybe it’s hunger, or what some say is really thirst. Maybe it’s the cliche’ of my bubble being burst.
Maybe it’s a cold. Maybe it’s a fever. Maybe it’s tension around being a believer.
Maybe it’s the rapping. Maybe it’s the rhyme. Maybe it’s about my facade, a fake shrine.
Maybe it’s these poems getting in my way. Maybe it’s because I see nothing that’s not gray.
Maybe it’s because I have to stop writing now. Maybe I need to tweak my Tao.