“A Dress Fit For An Angel”

A kinda true account  🙂 Wanting whatever might still be found Picked from the ruins of the Holy Land I took a plane to Ben Gurion. I was soon savouring the smells and stalls Wandering the teeming warren of washed stone steps and ancient alleyways of old Jerusalem. Allured by handbells and hallelujahs I tagged on the tail of a

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The vanity of suppression

  No voice can be silenced that speaks of honesty and truth in earnestly insisting on its challenge against any matter of unfairness in the superficial foul play of mundanity. Let the mortals do their office of doomed vanity in running stressfully to death in squirrels’ wheels of self-consuming chase of wind for nothing, while the qualities of spiritual values,

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“Last Year in Jerusalem”

I found a single stanza in my ‘maybe later’ documents and pimped it a bit Hungering for Jerusalem I flew El Al to Israel. The smells of Yemenite cuisine Eaten at Falafel Hateimani Just past the Ethiopian Embassy near The Street of the Prophets [Rehov Hanevi’im] Where Holman Hunt who painted “The Scapegoat” Built a house – number 64 And

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Alienated

  Harassed all my life and persecuted for my beauty, have I no right then to protect it? Resignation and retreat is urged as a necessity, as if never being seen was your condition of existence; but it is not your body only that needs measures of protection. We live in a robotic brainwash age where everything goes automatic against

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