Poem 68-A bicycle made for 2

A bicycle made for 2

“Riding a tandem by yourself” she said
“ That has to be the saddest sight in the world”

However, I don’t think it is.
In my opinion, it is better to have had the need for two
Seats
And now ride alone
Than to have only ever had reason to cycle by solo

And who knows, maybe that man, the one who just rode past , has
Only just made this bizarre, slightly comical and seemingly romantic
Purchase and is on the way to collect his
Counterpart
For some pedaling,
Surveying the city
And maybe a picnic.

I think if I had acquired a tandem for a jolly, slightly corny jaunt
I would bring a picnic.

Poem 67- Adult Conversation

Adult Conversation

Lets say you want to take up
Sailing, or golf, or bookkeeping,
Do I say “Great” ? or do I have
To say things like “how much will
It cost”? and “ how much time will
It take you to drive to the river/
Traverse the green with the boys/ study at Birkbeck
After work”? Do I have to, at some
Point, say things ( in a passive aggressive way)
Like “ and if you’re on your catamaran
Who will pick up the children from the party/ if you’re staying at the club
To have a post round drink I guess I’m the one picking up the dinner then/
If you’re studying so hard and now have such supreme knowledge, maybe you can work out the equation that explains why I don’t love you anymore”?

And all this because you wanted to mess around in boats

“There’s nothing, absolutely nothing, so half as much worth doing
as messing
about in boats “

Poem 66- The Christmas Rush

The Christmas Rush

He was like no being I had previously known
A seraph, and a dream from which I hoped never to wake
He consumed me so
And cared for me like a just hatched chick
He was the most kind, the most excellent companion
It was serendipitous
It was perfection
It laid claim to parts of my heart I felt could never find passage
And revived my weak limbs
It made me feel whole
And good
And worthy
It was a challenge
A joy
A life I felt finally to deserve
Due to your acceptance


He is like no being I have ever known
He is wise and pure
He is fun and sweet as the nectar sought by humming birds
He is loving and fantastic
He is a role-playing game, he is a scavenger hunt, he is an Olympic gold medal
And forever even when I am grey, and fat(ter than I am now), a Hamley’s Christmas Window and all it represents for the 5 year old child and the young woman he taught me to be

Poem 65- The Assent ( a poem for my lovely cousin and his beautiful wife who made aliyah )

The Assent

It was the dream they taught us to will in to fruition
It was the highest expression of personal Zionism
It was the life choice, which proved to everyone
You
Believed
And I believe in you as you climb
The stairs, to the place where it is easier to
Be you, no excuses, no tests
It is the place where every breath you breathe is g-dly and
Every 3 steps a good deed
It is the place of our history and our covenant
The place we hold as our own,
Our present no excuses just tests
It will be the place of you future, the place you call שלי הבית
It will be the place you have firsts and lasts
It will be the place you find all manner of sustenance
No excuses, no tests, just life
The life you chose for yourself and a country chosen for you by your faith
And your history
This time is for you
Your turn to be a חלוץ
So ובהצלחה תפחד אל

With love and prayers from the diaspora
And easy jet kisses x

Poem 64 -a topical poem- inspired by the German Cucumber debacle

a poem for this veggie topic !

Cucumbers make me nervous, their verdant skin fills me with fear,
their watery coldness and tasteless interior
is not on my table... not here !
My horror and panic grow ever larger
like a fertilized vegetable patch
full of illness, ecoli and maggots , il throw away every batch
Im scared of herbaceous planting, cabbages, tomatoes and the like,

I think il use this outbreak to keep them off my plate , a little bit of a break or maybe a full on strike!