I am a 41 year old stay-at-home dad from Haifa, Israel. I’ve published scholarly articles in the field of Christian theology and I enjoy boxing and traveling.

Poems

Look at them,
so dependant on
external confirmation they 
barely have any
will of their own.
An internal world,
fortitude of mind
against societal 
onslaught.

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Sometimes sleep seems like
an unattainable goal,
the holy grail of the night.
In those times the world is 
mean,
unrelenting,
you just want to be buried
in the bliss of shuteye.
Alas,
it eludes you,
leaves you staring into space,
like a wide eyed vessel
full of 
unrealised tears.

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I went to Germany
looking for a better life
happier people
cleaner streets
a brighter outlook.
I found the same sad faces
hurried looks
and better trains.

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I have to remind myself
It’s not my job 
to heal the world.
It just has 
to exist 
without my help
in the background
of my own
existence.

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A poem
brings together
reality and words.
A poem
pushes them together,
forces them to interact
in the poet’s mind.
(And the reader’s too,
sometimes)
A poem is much more
than rhyme and meter.
A poem
touches the fabric of 
reality itself.