Why I Sing the Blues

I'm a bit melodramatic if you haven't figured that out.  I see things with my heart and feel things with my soul.  It can be stressful at times, trying to dig the rationale out of heaping piles of feelings, but there are some rewards. So I was a bit surprised when my husband, who can … Continue reading Why I Sing the Blues

A Song Of Fire

She lies, unforgiving, at my feet, heaving. Her dry, brittle brush is burning green and blue flames. Her voice, rasping in thirst, is beseeching. "Why do you look at me with a stranger's eyes?" I turn my gaze away, repulsed by her neediness. "Do not forsake me now!" she shrieks, feeding the fire with her … Continue reading A Song Of Fire

Next Year In…Beit Shemesh?

Next year in Jerusalem. I say it joyfully, songfully and ever so mournfully. I long for it.  I ache for it.  I wish I didn't have to. Jerusalem has always been a symbol of all I think I want. I've lived in Jerusalem.  I've breathed Jerusalem.  I've soaked up her urine smelling streets with my … Continue reading Next Year In…Beit Shemesh?

Move Me

The air is spliced by the deafening sound of anger, hate, and rage. Silence. One…two…three… We erupt in movement, our thoughts singular, our hearts united, as we clean the blood-soaked streets. We call, we confirm, we asses, all the while churning thoughts of hope, courage, and strength through our weary minds. It is all so … Continue reading Move Me

Forever, My Yerushalayim

You have been written about, sung about, and prayed about. You have been featured in the greatest poems by the greatest poets. Every aspect of your being has been explored. Yet, when I approach you each day, I cannot describe you at all. Each and every day I am assaulted by the vision of you, … Continue reading Forever, My Yerushalayim