graveyard village

I drive through town..observantly..
as if passing through a cemetery..
noting the cruel irony..
inherent in the names I see...
how cruel to remove completely..
and then rename
the new flame..
with the same..
so..I drive past..and offer a silent prayer..
rest in peace...
rest in peace..
those that are no longer..
rest in peace..whispering pines..
and white oaks...
and red ones too..
pine rivers..and
brook hills...

and then I come across one called..
New Cedar...as if..
looking sheepishly..the developer..
says ...well....
dont be perturbed by the loss of 100s of cedars..
these..are new cedars..you see...
yes these shimmering vinyl hideous things..

rest in peace...


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New Song - Brach Dodi

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Here is a very moving Tefillah that can be found in the Pesach Machzor right before Shacharis Shemoneh Esreh of Shabbos Chol Hamoed...

low self esteem

he was walking in the forest...

...alone

when a tree suddenly fell
...........right in front of him



it didnt make a sound


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Song - Mi Bun Siach

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Composed for my sisters wedding a few years ago...

finding stuff

Its funny how..
kids...know
Just where to look..
as if pushed by
instinctive forces..
When the time comes..
When the flutter..
of approaching birds..
and the buzzing of bees
unseen...
And..its funny..
How parents..somehow..
just "hide" stuff...
In those spots..
In drawers..and..
on top of armoires..
Those very same spots..
their parents before them..
Hid stuff..
for them to find..
...when it was their time..
Like some kind of..
inter-generational...
...........drop point






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