sabbath lament

In sympathy with families of Jewish victims at Tree of Life synagogue in Pittsburgh

 

worshipers struck down—

husband/wife
brothers
doctor

how long, O Lord?

 

madman with weapons—

radicalized
paranoid
hateful

how long, O Lord?

 

anti-semitic violence—

old testament
middle ages
world war

how long, O Lord?

 

__________

“The Lord is close to the brokenhearted…”    (Psalm 34:18a)

 

 

name on a wall

 
prime manhood pressed

slender, young and brave

army air force wwII battalion

brought down near new guinea

their one son and only child

lies still in forest lawn
 
 

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 My father’s cousin, Vernon, son of Ben & Hilda of Bellflower CA;  whose name I discovered on a memorial wall in the Veteran’s Museum of Branson MO.

light snuffed out

A poem of lament, in shape of candlestick, dedicated to family of Lukas Monsma

young voice sings to guitar
sweet, yet haunting
oh, my son, I can
hear your song
on the wind

memories
don’t leave us
alone in the dark
nearly pull us apart
by plucked heart strings
strumming addicted to grief
cold, thin, mountain air
stealing our breath
mingles yours
high in sky

i’m sorry for
what was unsaid
life hangs by a thread
as we still wait for you to
turn around and come home

 

 

…and sharing music by David Nevue, “Under a Cloud” and “The Long Regret”