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Into A Happy Song

When in the morn
I cast my eyes
On garage roofs so forlorn
So dismal in the skies so grey
For the sun does not shine today.
But, wait a moment, have I seen
The sun begin to move the clouds
And raise my spirits once again
To see those scenes in a different light.
The greys have gone,
And colours come
To raise my voice
Into a happy song

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Creation Renewed

The dawn doth break across the sky
With colours all to see.
The sun doth shine on all the world,
The day doth start for me.

The streets alive with people come,
The bustle starts anew.
G-D's creation can be seen
By me and all of you.

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Yesterday Was History

Yesterday was History,
Today begins the Present,
Tomorrow never comes,
So, live today with love and fun
And cherish and enjoy it,
For days may go and days may come
Without friends happy you'll not be
So, take the time to write to me,
My name is Jonathan, and I am here
To love and cherish thee.

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I Have Tried Without Success

I have tried without success
All messages to write,
But words that I do express
Do not come out right.
So help me to rebuild my life
With you at my side,
And let us see
Whether we can be
Good friends and more besides.

Please reply to this missive
And make a friend today,
And let us hope that we can
Be together for another day.

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The Colours Of Autumn

When shades of brown do mingle
With green upon the tree,
The work of G-d's creation
Is there for all to see.

The greens, reds, yellows and browns of Autumn
Are colours upon the trees,
But the colourful leaves are a-changing
When dropping on areas previously clean.

HIS season of Autumn is beautiful
With colours magnificent to view,
The Artist's palette of colours
Each year is displayed anew.

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Weather Forecasts

Grey October skies in London Town
When mist and fog abound
Look dull and grey to everyone,
And no one wants to go around.

With the air dank in the mist,
As dampness covers all around,
It may be dangerous to walk
On wet leaves covering the ground.

The mist and clouds take long to clear,
It may linger for some time,
It needs the sun to warm the air,
Which may not happen till lunchtime.

The Forecast is for weather bright,
“The Sun will shine today.”
Do we believe all we hear
In forecasts Day and Night?

The Weathermen do not know all,
A Forecast is only a view,
Based on Facts and on what has been,
With hopes that their view will become true.

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Storm Clouds

Shapes of clouds in the sky
Are seen as pictures by the human eye.
But when the wind does gently blow
Those shapes into other pictures go.
Storm clouds do not pictures make,
But blacken the skies and makes us wake
To listen for thunder and see lightening too,
And hope that without more ado,
The storm will break, the sun appear,
The black clouds will disappear,
And once again the sky’ll go blue
To bring more pictures for me and you.

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Myasthenia Gravis

In times of darkness I have found
When illness numbs my brain,
I open my mind to HIS thoughts
And I can see again.

When my Myasthenia rears its head,
And I de-stabilise,
It is HIS test of my Faith
That I do realise.

HE will stabilise me soon,
But only when HE's ready,
For rushing healing will not do,
And I must take things steady.

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Oh, Wonderous Sight, My Love Divine,

For my Darling Wife, Lili

Oh, wondrous sight, my love divine,
I linger for your touch.
How can you leave me so tonight
When we do mean so much?
To be with you was meant to be
Not soon, but, here and now.
I yearn to be close to you,
So call and tell me how.

These thoughts do ramble through my mind
They do not go away,
For mystery fair, you are always there
Forever and a day.

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The Sword of Damocles

The Sword of Damocles doth swing,
Doth swing from me to you
It taketh my heart and love from here
And sets it in thine hand
Wilt thee grasp it tight and hold it dear
And make a troth with me
To be my friend and more besides
And forever hold me near?
Please answer me this request
And send a picture do,
And in return I'll tell you how
It'll be for me and you.

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My Down Day

When Life dost seem to pass me by,
I look through my window, I look at the sky,
When my body aches and does not work,
There are jobs I must do which I canna shirk.
My pensive mind begins to think,
To take me from depression, from this brink.
For if on paper my thoughts I cast,
I know this depression will not last,
For Life's journey is full of DOWNS and UPS
And to live it fully, for ME is a MUST.

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My Outgoing Ansaphone Message In Verse

This Quick-Witted Poet cannot take the phone,
He is writing another poem, all on his own,
So, please leave your name,
And, a short message too,
And when he has finished,
He will call you.

Please don't be offended,
Do not be displeased,
But please, leave your number for him,
To return your call with ease.

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My 'Get Up And Go' Just 'Got Up And Went

My ‘Get Up and Go’
Just ‘Got Up and Went’
It wasn’t intentional,
It must have been Heaven sent.

I wanted to go shopping since early morn,
It did not happen, it was adjourned.
I stayed in to write several poems today,
So, I’m doing my shopping, late in the day.

I’ve not much to buy,
Just, a few bits,
Of food for the Weekend,
And my Shaver Heads.

Without them I’m lost,
I’ll grow a new beard,
I’ll not look so pretty,
Some may call me weird.

I do grow beards, when I choose to do,
They’re liked by some, but hated by few.
I must end this poem, continue on my way,
Write more tomorrow, or later today.

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Saffra

Saffra, you must remember,
As older each day you become,
That Life is not only for pleasure,
But work must be made to be fun.

Television, Games and Computers,
Reading, Writing, Music and Art,
Are part of your knowledge process,
And on each day must be a part.

Have Love for your Parents and Family,
Respect for your Teachers and Friends,
Be kind and considerate to others,
And keep your little temper at bay,
Then All will wish to befriend you,
Forever and ever each day.

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Elisheva And Gavriel

On Lag Ba'Omer 5766,
On 16th May 2006,
Under the Chupah in the St John's Wood Shul,
You begin your Nuptials before one and all.

Blessed by HE who reigns Supreme,
Casting HIS eyes on this happy scene,
Your Wedding in this Respected Shul,
Viewed by a Congregation very full.

Thoughts of the future are in your Minds,
I hope for you both they are kind,
Full of Expectations and of Fears,
Full of Happiness and Emotional Tears.

Elisheva and Gavriel you both are
Children of Rabbanim, respected from afar.
May your future life together be blessed,
With Health, Harmony and Happiness.

When in the future you do recall,
The joy and happiness experienced by all,
As I remember my own wedding here,
Standing where you stand, with the Aron near.

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Dave ~ On Your Retirement

Dave has driven our Minibus
Twice weekly to the shops,
And assisted our Residents,
With many little jobs.

For almost fifteen years,
At Cherry Tree Court he's been,
And his pleasant disposition,
By All ~ could be seen.

But now he is Retiring,
This week will be his last Trip,
Taking the Residents shopping,
Helping them ~ lest they slip.

I am a relative Newcomer,
To Cherry Tree in March, I came,
I do not yet need the bus,
~ But, I'll miss him just the same.

His Cheery Disposition,
His Gentle Caring Ways,
May he have a Happy Retirement,
Until the End of His Days.

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This Patient's Prayer

L-rd, ‘please listen to my plea now,
Make the pain in me subside,
As YOU do heal my wounds, L-rd,
From the pain ~ where can I hide? ’

My Faith in You’s enduring,
I need not the pain, ~ YOU know,
Why can I not be pain free?
This healing’s awful slow.

The leg is getting better,
YOU are seeing to that,
I’m aware of YOUR daily presence,
As each day ~ to YOU ~ I chat.

I know I must have Nerve Pain,
Each Minute, Hour and Day,
Please L-rd, ‘Listen to my Prayer’
‘Make the Pain go away today’.

‘Can I not be pain free?
Must YOU remind me that YOU’RE near?
As slowly the tablets work,
And the pain does disappear? ’

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My Addled Brain

Those frenzied ramblings of the Mind,
Keep me from sleep, they’re so unkind.
My addled brain with thoughts explores,
Why does it wander more and more?
For sleep I must, to refresh my body,
Not just me, but everybody.
But the more I try my mind to clear,
Words race onwards through voice and ear,
Until no more the words do come,
And the writing of this poem is done.

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My Sixteen Month Sabbatical

My sixteen month sabbatical,
“From what? ” ~ I hear you say.
From writing poetry ~ I tell you,
As another, I write today.

‘twas on 24th February 2009,
I wrote my 500th poem,
And on 24th June 2010,
Ever onwards I am going.

Why can’t I put my pen down
And lead a poem-free Life?
Why must the words flow once again
When rhyme and scan I write?

I struggle with my thoughts now,
No nonsense must I pen,
What is the theme of this one
I ask myself again?

My poems can be abstract,
They can be of my Faith,
Of views I’ve seen and Memories,
And of the time that I’ll not waste.

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Her B.A. (Hons) In Graphic Design

Words escape my fuddled brain.
Tired I am tonight,
For it has been an exhausting day,
And I’m glad it turned out alright.

For today was my Daughter’s Graduation Day,
From Lord Rix she got her Degree,
A B.A. (Hons) in Graphic Design,
Has brought pride to her family.

Lisa was dressed in Cap and Gown,
For her turn she did wait long,
To shake Lord Rix by the hand,
And be seated amongst the throng.

The University of East London did she attend,
At the Docklands Campus was she,
For just a year did she study there,
To convert a Degree from her H.N.D.

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Today Is The Start Of A New Week

Today is the start of a new week,
Will I find the answers I do seek?
Will the ill-luck of the past finally go?
Will the future brighten ~ even if slow?

Three years of good fortune have now passed,
I’d hoped it would forever last,
But that’s not the way HE has for us,
HE must test our Faith, ~ in HIM ~ our Trust.

When we lie at the bottom, in despair,
Will we learn to overcome and repair,
Look up to the Future, forget the Past,
Take hold of our Lives, Let the Die be cast?

Through the Black Clouds we must go,
Daily, Weekly, not fast, but slow,
Seeking for Comfort, have Faith in HIM,
That we’ll not drown, but forward will swim.

There’s blue on the Horizon to be found,
Let’s open the curtain of our despair,
Slowly we work to rebuild our Lives,
Knowing HE’s with us, and HE does care.

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Into A Happy Song

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My Down Day

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