If we were friends I’d give you my heart we’d dance and sing and play and do art We’d skip through the creek paddle down the riverrun as fast as we can we’d laugh and we’d holler We’d dress up for funclimb mountains highwe’d swing from the branchesreach for the sky But I’m getting olderI can’t […]
Hinda Blum
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If it takes a village to raise a child what does it take to get into heaven? Who will greet me when I get there? What will it be like? How will it feel to see the dearly beloved of forever? Recently I arrived home to many familiar voices as […]
Geraniums for my MamaGeraniums we growWe watch them all summerIn the stone pots down below 50 some years those pots they sitSo strong, so still,Watching our livesNear the steps down the hill The secrets, the stories, those stone pots could tellLike an interesting book, one we know so wellOn porch […]
I’ll take summer back. I miss it already fear for the winter which comes too soon,without my permission. Comes to stealmy freedom, my gardenwarmth which comforts me, even with its “fiery grip.” Cool temperatures“shofar” me into awakeningspiral me somewhere unknown and vastyet contracted. I hope for the rich colors of fall to dispel loss, the darkness that […]
PANDEMIC WORDS in the grocery storespoken by yours truly: Excuse me you’re getting a little too close.6 feet apart PLEASE. I’m trying to keep 6 feet apart.You are going the WRONG way.Please don’t come so close to me.Forgive me, I am SCARED! PANDEMIC WORDS definitely not spoken in the grocery store: […]
I wrote these poems in the year following the death of my beloved father, Eugene Blum, Yoel Ben Basia. May he Rest In Peace. A rhyme for aba where are you where are you where have you beento heaven to heaven to visit the queen?what did you, what did you find, find there. something […]
It was a cold and rainy day in February. I had a bit more energy than usual which I wanted to use wisely so I decided to go exercise at the gym. When I got to my destination there was an empty parking lot and a dark building. And a […]
What is a role model? Seriously I’m not really sure what it in entails. I know there have been women that have influenced me in many ways. Am I supposed to be like them, or like myself? Or is it that what’s so special about them is this, I appreciate […]
“To everything there is a season and a time to every purpose under heaven. A time to be silent and a time to speak.” These familiar verses, lyrics to a very popular song, were originally written by King Solomon, known to be one of the wisest men who ever lived. […]