Thursday, January 05, 2006


Snowflakes pass me by –
Like the years of my life.
Snow flurries fall to the ground –
Like youthful expectations.

Snowballs are molded –
Like innocent minds.
Snowmen are sluggish –
Like men of flesh and blood.

Snowstorms bury the dirt –
Like beautiful bodies.
Snowplows uncover it –
Like moments of truth.

Snow iced by the cold –
Like frozen hearts.
Snow melted by the sun –
Like delicate souls.

Snowhite waiting for her prince –
Like the children of Israel.
Snowledge of G-d will cover the earth –
Like the waters cover the sea.


Anonymous The North Face said...

"Snowhite waiting for her prince –
Like the children of Israel."

We'd love to read your complete "contemporary shir hashirim"? ;-D

Perhaps you can rework "Yashikeini M'Nshikas Pihu..." as well...

Great reading,
Oh Hairy One, Prince of Georgia...

Good luck,

1/05/2006 4:08 PM  
Blogger jakeyology said...

you running out of things to do in the ole' north?

1/07/2006 1:47 PM  
Anonymous namastaei said...

Today is just not the day-
i got thrown out of my hotel,
hebrew u admissions just laughed in my face
the shwarma is cold and too greasy
there are no clean sox left...
but i still want to stay...

1/08/2006 7:35 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

a poet that doesn't live.
that's a first.

1/09/2006 1:15 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

To Jake, the sage of the new age,
who likes to show it, as if he were a poet,
Here is the truth as we know it:

1/14/2006 11:04 PM  

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