Poetry

Sacrilege

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Last Updated (Tuesday, 02 September 2008 13:33) Written by John Logan Thursday, 28 August 2008 12:05

A recent poem by John C. Logan (not in the books of poetry for sale on the site). Please feel to send this poem to friends and publish it elsewhere with an acknowledgement.
 
Art of a sort, well drawn, 
Painted even, a soldier stands 
Gun slung on his back, 
Sometimes a child at his side 
Girl and boy, all, backs turned 
To the viewer, facing the Wall, 
The ‘Wailing Wall’, close to 
Their God, the Temple support, 
Close to the Holy of Holies. 
Close in space, not in time.

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Jerusalem

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Last Updated (Thursday, 28 August 2008 13:08) Written by John Logan Thursday, 28 August 2008 11:55

A recent poem by John C. Logan (not in the books of poetry for sale on the site).  Please feel to send this poem to friends and publish it elsewhere with an acknowledgement.
 
Cacophony of creeds,
Mixture of metaphors,
Fusion of faiths,
Tumble of tongues,
Among your Old City Walls
Jerusalem, my Jerusalem,
Our Jerusalem.
City of the world,
White walled, narrow alleyed,
Sloping steps, crowded streets –
Uphill, downhill, widening,
Channelling.  Sections of
Meats and sweets,
Pastries and bread,
Spices and herbs,
Scents and smells,
Olive wood, old coins,
Jewellery, precious stones,
Pottery, art and clothing.
A city for all, not closed,
Not restricted, open,
Not mine or yours,
Open to all, men and women,
Old and young, Jew
And Palestinian,
City of the world!
 

About Trust

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Last Updated (Thursday, 28 August 2008 13:13) Written by Merian Derwent Contributor Thursday, 21 August 2008 19:33

Poem by Nahida Izzat Ghaith, a Palestinian 1967 refugee, living in the UK, whose published book of poetry is available from the Merian Derwent shop. With each lorder, comes a free booklet about her personal story.   (Publication of this poem is restricted by copyright.)  
 
Read her book:  'I Believe In Miracles' Nahida Izzat    ISBN 0 9548391-0-2
 
I’d rather be trusting…
And…
Getting hurt,

Trusting…
And…
Getting hurt,

Trusting…
And…
Getting hurt,

Than being safe,
And…
Lose my ability to trust!