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I'd Love To Do A Nun Just Like You

There is none like you
No one else can touch my heart
Like you do
And I could search for
All eternity long
And find there is none like you

There is none like you
No one else can touch my heart
Like you do
And I could search for
All eternity long
And find there is none like you

Your mercy flows like a river wide
And healing comes
From your hand
And suffering children are safe
In your arms
There is none like you

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poem by Ramona Thompson
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On The Slain Collegians

Youth is the time when hearts are large,
And stirring wars
Appeal to the spirit which appeals in turn
To the blade it draws.
If woman incite, and duty show
(Though made the mask of Cain),
Or whether it be Truth's sacred cause,
Who can aloof remain
That shares youth's ardor, uncooled by the
snow
Of wisdom or sordid gain?

The liberal arts and nurture sweet
Which give his gentleness to man--
Train him to honor, lend him grace
Through bright examples meet--
That culture which makes never wan
With underminings deep, but holds
The surface still, its fitting place,
And so gives sunniness to the face

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poem by Herman Melville
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This Was The Day

This was the day he was going to write
The best poem of his lifetime,
With incredible content and sentiment,
With such panache and style,
With a prophecy thrown in for good measure...

This was the day that started badly,
Quite sadly, yet life goes on,
So he endured the sorrow and tried again,
Not knowing how life would bless him,
So quickly after such a stream of tears...

This was the day he lost a faithful friend,
The loss being intolerable at first,
Leaving him numbed within, yet thinking,
Wondering of scriptures old and new,
Such that hope returned once more...

This was the day of the engulfing burden,
Yet he challenged it head on, not giving in,

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poem by Denis Martindale
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American Youths

They filled our heads
with so many dark delusions

they glorified devil and vice
dug the grave of truth and virtue
gave us greed in place of bread

built the iron temple of I
atop the hollowed ground of God
lulled us to sleep
with star spangled
anthems of war

They gift wrapped our reality,
trimmed the fat, seasoned it up,
spoon fed us all we could stomach

Millions of youthful imaginations
held captive for commercial ransom,
kidnapped by fugitive TV screens

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poem by Gregory Allen Uhan
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Proximity Two

It was proximity alone;
the nearness;
the contact
on a too-close basis
that harmed her
she explained.

'Some people' she said
'by virtue of who they are,
by virtue of their being-ness
without malice on their part
can be bad for you,
sever your innocent heart.

It might be they are prettier,
smarter, calmer, or they remind you of
someone or some thing which plants gnawing fear in your soul.

These are Irresistible Flame;
you are the Irrepressible Moth

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poem by Lonnie Hicks
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They Fought with their Bare Hands

To Mordecai Anielewicz (1919-1943)

Facing formidable forces,
Supported with tanks and artillery,
You knew that there was no way to win.

Nevertheless, you decided to fight,
Not for victory, but for Jewish honour.
So, one day in the spring of 1943,
You were 24 years old then,
The Zionist banner was hoisted
Over the Warsaw Ghetto wall,
Along with the Polish flag.

The SS troops preferred to use
Artillery fire, flamethrowers
And gas, or to blast the houses
By dynamite squads, rather than engage
In direct street fighting with untrained
And poorly armed young Jewish men

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poem by Paul Hartal
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You Are Ii

You are more beautiful than sunset on Waikiki beach
You are so pleasing to the eyes that my soul cries out tears of joy
You are like the dawn that brings on a new day
You are like the dew makes the flowers grow each morning

You are as pure as the white sands of the Caribbean
You are like a starlit night in Negril Jamaica
You are as beautiful as the birds of Panama
You are as gentle as the flowers that blooms in a secret garden

You are mother earth and I a son of your creation
You are like the moon that lovers gaze upon
You are the light that shines through the great void in space and time
You are the beauty that cannot be denied nor summarized

You are all things great and small
You are the source that mere mortals cannot resist
You are the sun that brings life to the heavens
You are everything and everything is you

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poem by Wilfred Mellers
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Upon Finding A Book Of John Berryman Poems On A Street Corner Manhattan Lower East - A Shabbos Poem

for Gerald & Shirah Kober Zeller

'Lord, lord...why are our finest always dead? ' - Louis Zukovsky

from traffic onto street corner
2nd Ave and St. Marks now here
Berryman is lifted up from a corner
not yet 'spiffied' the works gummed
up literally spit out for years
countless Chicklets spat
2-per-box-a-nickle a lover's
quarrel with the shoe-and-should
what good come of the chewing
masses hurrying home or to ferry
over river/bay to old brick
even the convent on the hill
just up from the undocking
crowd is dark for want of mercy

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poem by Warren Falcon
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The Harpy

There was a woman, and she was wise; woefully wise was she;
She was old, so old, yet her years all told were but a score and three;
And she knew by heart, from finish to start, the Book of Iniquity.

There is no hope for such as I on earth, nor yet in Heaven;
Unloved I live, unloved I die, unpitied, unforgiven;
A loathed jade, I ply my trade, unhallowed and unshriven.

I paint my cheeks, for they are white, and cheeks of chalk men hate;
Mine eyes with wine I make them shine, that man may seek and sate;
With overhead a lamp of red I sit me down and wait

Until they come, the nightly scum, with drunken eyes aflame;
Your sweethearts, sons, ye scornful ones -- 'tis I who know their shame.
The gods, ye see, are brutes to me -- and so I play my game.

For life is not the thing we thought, and not the thing we plan;
And Woman in a bitter world must do the best she can --
Must yield the stroke, and bear the yoke, and serve the will of man;

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poem by Robert William Service
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While I Gaze In Your Eyes

While I gaze in your eyes, cool cerulean blue,
Sifting night, straining stars through morning's sweet dew,
I can fathom the depths of empyreal skies,
Angels fluttering by, riding wild butterflies

While I gaze in your eyes, changing, aqua-blue greening,
I'm sucked into chasms, cascading, careening,
And yield to enticements which meekly disarm,
Seeping virtuous beauty, sad sensuous charm

While I gaze in your eyes, bleeding fiery blue
Ever tempting with treasures, with pleasures for two,
Being caught at the core of a blazing sapphire
Possessing, enthralling, aflame with desire

While I gaze in your eyes, misty emeralds, deep green,
Veiling laughter and banter, and echoes between,
Then I dream, so it seems, in whatever the place,
Of your scent, of your breath, of your radiant face

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poem by Terry O'Leary
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