Monthly Archives: December 2008

Prisoner of War – Gilad Shalit

Happiness Forever
Gil Ad.

Too many days
So many nights
Long darkness turns
Into
Eternity.

Bewildered.
Petrified.
Angry.
Ashamed.

Time goes on
And he…

Forever…
Ad…
Mattai?

We are all prisoners of this war.

For: Gilad_Shalit

(c) DebTMat, Nov. 20, 2008

חנוקה

במרחבי שדה פתוח
אני עומדת שקופה
אני יודעת שזה הזמן לצרוח
כשלא תשמע הצעקה.

ולפתע באה רוח
ומתפתחת סערה
אני יודעת שזה הזמן לברוח
אך לא נשארת לי ברירה.

ושוב אותו חלום
ואין לי כל פתרון
ושוב בצעקה ההיא
שלא יוצאת ממני
ושוב אותו חלום.

במרחבי שדה פתוח
עומדת בודדה
אני יודעת שאיש פה לא שומע
אך לא יוצאת הצעקה.

19.3.1997 שחר ©

Shakked Sarah’s Home Birth

A full moon
Always haunting
Always enchanting
And with the full moon
Your journey to join our home began

It was my heart that beckoned
And your sister who called to you
“Baby come!” when we flew a kite
And, “come baby!” when we went to the sea…

It was for you we were waiting

And in such rage of movement and stillness
Of laughter and tears
You joined us
Into the strong and trembling hands of your father
You came

Inside the candles were dancing
Outside the birds sang

I embraced you and wept.
Recognizing you
Knowinyou
Lovinyou
Always

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