fire and water

Some people just like to watch the world burn
but fire isn't the way to build things
despite all poetic thoughts
humans are not phoenixes
and the only thing that comes from ash
are sick lungs and deep coughs
be the stream of generosity
the refreshing waterfall
drown them if you must (kill them with kindness)
but do not burn it all

Dear World (words)

I would like to give you stories
Little pieces of my soul,
Bits of conversations strung together like flower crowns
I'm not very good at creating music like the birds
Or art, or dance, but perhaps I can give you words

I would like to be your raconteur
Poetry to show my redamancy
Give you halcyon lullabies
snippets that are natsukashii

Time

I would like to grasp the past and
Fold up my memories like an old quilt
Carefully bend and crease and slide into a drawer,
And take it out from time to time and always have it

I would like to dam the future
Cease it's impending flow,
Let in turn turbines instead of
Turning my head on my pillow
Keeping me up with it's pressure

I would like to  preserve the present
Crystallize the morning dew and
Bottle up the smell of you
And grow up but never grow older

We fear time because it is what we cannot control
It is the frontier of all, sand grains between fingers, everyone's end, pieces and the whole

Remembrance

Six million lights snuffed out
So many futures unknown
Never Forget// Never Again
Yom Hashoah