A [serious] limerick A Muslim goes to Christian hell; and a Christian to Muslim as well. Is it simply understood that we *all* are screwed? Is that why most men stay in their shells?
Stay safe, or: Turn turtle
Tag: Faith
The beginning, or: Wisdom
A [serious] limerick There was once a time when I thought... ... but... well... now, I would never be caught suggesting I own the truth like some presumptuous youth, for my theories have all come to naught.
Good, or: Jew
A [serious] limerick I am, sadly, not a very good Jew though I've studied more than many Jews do I once tried to believe but felt simply naïve I think God and I are basically through
Why can’t I be secular?
I find secularism personally compelling I am a member of several Jewish online discussion forums for believers to engage in respectful conversations with those who have lost their faiths. The funny thing is that I fit neither of those two categories. You see, I'm not a believer, but I never gave upon Jewish religious practice… Continue reading Why can’t I be secular?
Theology, or: Perspective
My 2nd Clogyrnach A narrative poem My God's far beyond my beyond But to his presence I respond Oft He shows His love Light streams from above My beloved I'm so fond He drops flakes of manna for me Showering generosity Towards them I swim Towards the Great Rim My tears brim So meekly He… Continue reading Theology, or: Perspective
Your father, or: Your faith
A 'Magnetic Poem' tanka Wanna try? Click here. tiny happy girl you innocent joyful child your father loves you your faith fascinates me so little blooming soul believes Notes For this poem, I decided to make use of the 'Love Set' on the Magnetic Poetry website;This is only the 2nd time that I've used this… Continue reading Your father, or: Your faith
Impersonal, or: God
First matters too much, I - Second, too intimate, You - Third like the rest, that aged bearded Jew - like those before, doesn't even like all that are like him in that way including - no - just he, him, third person is impersonal enough for - for - description Right, God? Right? Right?… Continue reading Impersonal, or: God
This heart, or: This mind
My 1st puente In the form of two envelope quintets This heart has no other blood known than flowed through all past generations linked one-by-one through space and time by ancient Hebrew conversations echoing through flesh and bone ~ ever more so as I've grown ~ This mind has grasped that nothing's known though men… Continue reading This heart, or: This mind
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