I know it! I’m a poet!

In celebration of April’s Poetry Month, I would like to share some poems, old and new, I have written.

My ability to create poetry is just one of the many traits I’ve inherited from my father. He used to write poetry with such ease and he’d write pages upon pages of poems. I am proud to have inherited this trait and have become “that girl” who reads her poems at every event. I’ve done weddings, funerals, Bar and Bat Mitzvahs, anniversaries and birthdays and more. I’ve created poems for bridal shower invitations, baby shower invitations, and started a tradition where I write a poem about my class every year, which I read to them on the last day of school. So thanks Dad for passing down the timing for rhyming. However, being heard through written word is much more appreciated than dark under eye circles, varicose veins and weak knees. But I digress…

The feeling of a rhyme is simply sublime! So enjoy the following lines below, you just might like it, you never know!

The Best Place to Be (2008)

You just sit there,
In the corner of the room,
Awaiting my arrival,
All day long.
You look so inviting,
I just want to climb right in.
Pull back your thick skin,
To find your softest layer,
and lay with you.
As you cover me,
embrace me,
hold me,
comfort me,
Protect me.
I am safe when I am with you.
No cares in the world,
You treat me like a queen, and you are a queen yourself,
in your vast pillowy softness.
I get lost inside you and I never want to be found…
My Bed.

OUCH! (1993)
Oh, how I wish I wasn’t such a klutz,
Without any bruises, scratches or cuts.
No rides to the hospital after the game,
Where the nurses know my phone number and my name.
Hyperventilation, sprains and falls,
Imagine that…I’ve done them all!
I’ve had every medication, treatment and pills,
My God! You should see the hospital bills!
My friends and family say I’m accident prone,
Whether I fall out of a canoe or bruise my bone.
Skiing and bike riding are not my specialty,
Stitches and bloody noses are not my cup of tea.
Don’t be surprised if I’m in a sling or a cast,
It’s from one of my accidents, but certainly not my last.
Because of all the accidents that I have gone through,
Putting me in a bubble would be a good thing to do.
Away from animal bites and unsteady chairs,
No tripping off curbs or falling UP stairs!
Not being a klutz, what would I be like?
I’d be safe on the slopes and even my bike.
With all of my bumps and bruises, I really don’t mind,
Being a klutz makes me one of a kind!

Happy When it Rains (2008)
Heavy drops hit the top of the air conditioner,
Pelt against my window pane,
Then slide down the foggy glass.
I adjust my head to find
the mushiest part of the pillow,
and to get a better listen to
the cloud’s release.
The sky rumbles
Like an empty belly and erupts
Into a thunderous
BOOM!
I roll over, pull my covers
Up a little higher.
A satisfying grin spreads across my face.
The perfect excuse for a lazy day…
RAIN.

To My Friend on her 27th Birthday (2004)

Twenty-seven: young or old? Old or young?
Don’t worry, baby, our lives have just begun!
Stretch marks and wrinkles, as time passes by,
Are not as important as our friendship, you and I.
Our beauty runs deeper and our strong bond does too,
We’ve been through so much together and have so much more to do!
So look our world, here we come!
Two of the hottest bitches under the sun!

Leah (2008)

Her smile can brighten
The darkest of days,
Her laughter is contagious.
Red curls bounce on top of her head,
As she runs towards me.
She squeals as she gets closer.
I open my arms,
She falls inside.
Happiness is captured in our embrace.
Her head falls on my shoulder
we both squeeze tight.
A ray of sunshine.
A beacon of hope.
A little girl’s love.
Leah.

Sunshine (2002)
When you are away,
My life is dark and gloomy.
A black cloud hangs over my head.
All I want to do is stay in bed.
Without you the world feels dead.
I feel the illness inside my head.
My life feels hopeless and full of dread.
My body is as heavy as lead.
But then you arrive,
And again I feel alive!
You shine and I am revived!
Into life I want to take a dive!
I come out of my cave,
I come out to play,
It is my life you have come to save.
And I just want to say,
Hooray! Hooray! Hooray!
Thank you sunshine,
you make my day.

In the Memory of My Aunt Helen (1992)

A beautiful lady with a heart of gold,
A courageous woman, brave and bold.
A mother of three and devoted wife,
A terrible tragedy took her life.
She had a disease called Huntington’s,
It took over her body and unfortunately won.
Sitting in her wheelchair on the day I saw her last,
I remembered how healthy she was in the past.
She was ill and very thin now,
This disease took over her body and I didn’t know how.
I sat by her side and stared for so long,
But I could no longer remain strong.
My eyes filled with tears and I started to cry,
I went to say my last goodbye.
I wish I could have told her it would be OK,
That all the pain would go away.
But I knew it would not, there was nothing I could do,
She was going to die, but I wished it wasn’t true.
The time had come and she passed away,
I thought she’d be better off that way:
No pain, no shots, no hospital beds,
Just peaceful thoughts running through her head.
A year has gone by, and I made a new start,
But memories of Aunt Helen will always stay in my heart.

To My Mom and Dad on Their 25th Wedding Anniversary (1991)

As the day of December 18th nears,
A beautiful couple celebrates 25 years.
Know to the world as Carol and Phil,
They love each other and always will.
They got married in 1966,
Phil picked Carol over all the other chicks.
The year 1968 was really mighty,
When they became parents of their first daughter Heidi!
She was a big baby, as a matter of fact,
My father said, “UGH! Can we put her back?!”
A little brother Heidi would like,
Three years later, along came Mike.
A beautiful baby boy as my mother would say,
She might be a little bias, but that’s OK.
They lived in the Bronx for quite a while,
Then they moved to Levittown for a new lifestyle.
Living happily as a family of four,
Then I was born to add one more.
Everybody loved, cute baby me,
Although I didn’t have hair until I was about three!
Now our family is complete,
We are definitely a fun bunch to meet.
Through thick and thin we’ve been through it all,
Even all those bicycle falls!
Carol and Phil have stuck together,
I hope they will forever and ever.
To two people I adore,
I wish you happiness forever more.
From your youngest,
I love you very much,
To your hearts I hope this will touch.
Happy Anniversary Mom and Dad,
You’re the best parents I have ever had!

**By the way, this poem was a total farce. My parents were not very happy at this party, or for some time before and after that. We had the celebration against their will. They decided to get separated a few years later, followed by a divorce that should have happened years before. However, they still remain best friends….although that’s another story for another day!

Speaking of marriage…here is the poem I wrote to let everyone know I am getting married!

Love Stinks (2010)

“LOVE STINKS!” was the name of the show,
Michel was performing, as you may know.
I was asked to write a question,
On a construction paper heart,
I didn’t know what to write.
I didn’t know where to start.
Does love really stink?
I wanted to ask.
Is it hard to achieve?
Such a difficult task?
I didn’t write a heart broken question,
Or follow the norm,
As I watched the man I love,
On the stage perform.
At intermission I handed over my heart,
Feeling a little harried.
Since what I wrote was:
“What do you think about getting married?”
What was I thinking?
What did I do?
Am I the marrying type?
A Gentile to a Jew?
We discussed the proposal of my proposal,
Whether we should or should not.
Our ultimate decision was…
TO TIE THE KNOT!

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