The lines go in
and out
the infinite calm of being
comes
when we are warm, cared for
connected
as the blue sky and brilliant sun
hum.
Anita Schiffman Holzberg
Thursday, 29 September 2011
Tuesday, 27 September 2011
I Eat a Peach - Anita Holzberg
Soft shades of morning
I eat a peach
peaches from my youth
we were around a table in my den
Jersey peaches
thick skins, soft insides
juice
so I write these lines
affinity to peaches
thick skin, soft insides
sweet sounds of morning
echo in my heart
my mother at the start of this day.
"Hello, ", Mom.
Anita Schiffman Holzberg
I eat a peach
peaches from my youth
we were around a table in my den
Jersey peaches
thick skins, soft insides
juice
so I write these lines
affinity to peaches
thick skin, soft insides
sweet sounds of morning
echo in my heart
my mother at the start of this day.
"Hello, ", Mom.
Anita Schiffman Holzberg
Sunday, 25 September 2011
JIM - by Anita Holzberg
Touched
I put my arms on your shoulders
you in the wheel chair
you clasp my hands
I said, "I love you"
you heard it
" Thank you kindly for
your kindness", Jim said
At the assisted living
the halls washed
the lobby bright
the rooms
a standard bed
I hung around
49 minutes
a long visit
a kiss on the lips
Life does not get any better
than this.
Anita Schiffman Holzberg
I put my arms on your shoulders
you in the wheel chair
you clasp my hands
I said, "I love you"
you heard it
" Thank you kindly for
your kindness", Jim said
At the assisted living
the halls washed
the lobby bright
the rooms
a standard bed
I hung around
49 minutes
a long visit
a kiss on the lips
Life does not get any better
than this.
Anita Schiffman Holzberg
Thursday, 22 September 2011
Birds Fly By - Anita Holzberg
Birds fly by
sentiments before blue sky
Seasons turn
I yearn
for solace
for balance
for life to have less
not more
for beings to sit down
at my table
speak
as the Harvest Moon
like a lantern
rises high in sky.
sentiments before blue sky
Seasons turn
I yearn
for solace
for balance
for life to have less
not more
for beings to sit down
at my table
speak
as the Harvest Moon
like a lantern
rises high in sky.
Wednesday, 21 September 2011
In Sickness & In Health - Anita Holzberg
In sickness and in health
the months roll by
the visits persist
the place changes
the glint in your eye still there
this time, I bought you a sky blue t=shirt
you blew me kisses
In sick+ness
and in H E A L T H
You are WALKing, now
Your mind sometimes
returns,
the harmony we shared
returns,
one-second=flash
It is all about hanging in
for this
God bless
Anita Schiffman Holzberg
still in my heart
G-d bless.
the months roll by
the visits persist
the place changes
the glint in your eye still there
this time, I bought you a sky blue t=shirt
you blew me kisses
In sick+ness
and in H E A L T H
You are WALKing, now
Your mind sometimes
returns,
the harmony we shared
returns,
one-second=flash
It is all about hanging in
for this
God bless
Anita Schiffman Holzberg
still in my heart
G-d bless.
Tuesday, 20 September 2011
In the Morning before the Morning - Anita Holzberg
In the morning before the morning
Autumn brings its coolness
a blast of air floods my deck
In this morning
hope and faith light my path
I take the high road
a new baby about to be born
a new bike to arrive
High Holidays
time moves so swiftly
Halloween coming soon
and the projects for Owen to be done
In this morning
peace wings in
the flower of the hour
meets up with blue sky
in time
I will be caught in the patch
of blue, too.
Anita Schiffman Holzberg/Poet/Teacher
Autumn brings its coolness
a blast of air floods my deck
In this morning
hope and faith light my path
I take the high road
a new baby about to be born
a new bike to arrive
High Holidays
time moves so swiftly
Halloween coming soon
and the projects for Owen to be done
In this morning
peace wings in
the flower of the hour
meets up with blue sky
in time
I will be caught in the patch
of blue, too.
Anita Schiffman Holzberg/Poet/Teacher
If By Chance - Anita Holzberg
If by chance I meet you
you said nothing
you gave nothing
the silences got bigger
the glances smaller
If by chance I met you
your face shining
your eyes open to the world
your cheeks dancing
If by chance
you were next to me
in a big supermarket
our carts followed one another outside
our choices similar
I would take an apple from your cart
I would eat it slowly
showing its juiciness
on my lips.
If by chance
I throw everything to the winds
all manners of first meeting
all hard to get
rolled out the window
I will hold your hand for a moment
over
in a casual hug
If by chance.
Anita Schiffman Holzberg
If by chance
you said nothing
you gave nothing
the silences got bigger
the glances smaller
If by chance I met you
your face shining
your eyes open to the world
your cheeks dancing
If by chance
you were next to me
in a big supermarket
our carts followed one another outside
our choices similar
I would take an apple from your cart
I would eat it slowly
showing its juiciness
on my lips.
If by chance
I throw everything to the winds
all manners of first meeting
all hard to get
rolled out the window
I will hold your hand for a moment
over
in a casual hug
If by chance.
Anita Schiffman Holzberg
If by chance
Monday, 19 September 2011
I Had it All - Anita Holzberg
Starstruck
I wanted to be the star
Emmy-bound
I wanted to take the limelight
I wanted that
chance
to be the twinkle in someone's eye
to be the heartbeat
to sit with you and taste your lips
Yes,
I had it all.
Please come back
so I can have it again.
S.O.S. to Jim
Damsel in distress!
Come Quick!
I wanted to be the star
Emmy-bound
I wanted to take the limelight
I wanted that
chance
to be the twinkle in someone's eye
to be the heartbeat
to sit with you and taste your lips
Yes,
I had it all.
Please come back
so I can have it again.
S.O.S. to Jim
Damsel in distress!
Come Quick!
Saturday, 17 September 2011
Halloween - Anita Holzberg
life is for the living I breath a breath of fresh air I let Picchu in cool mornings cool evenings the Harvest moon presides I decide to make a photo frame for Owen out of ghost fabric Halloween is coming soon so is my knee surgery If by chance I walk the path of close to home I clean a closet clean the garage write reams of poetry as the day begins I begin again in my heart soft Autumn mornings fleece jackets a jack o lantern lights the way. Anita Schiffman Holzberg
Nona - Diane - by Anita Holzberg
felt
soft smooth felt
I hold it my hand
I cut a piece to be
a Halloween present
for my grandson
Fabric played such a big part in
my children's lives
their grandmother was a sewer
her designs of dresses
for my young daughters
we shopped together in fabric stores
now, her granddaughter
a master sewer
In the remembering
life is sweet
all those years gone now,
I am the grandmother
sewing for Owen
not quite the same level
I go to fabric stores
and hold it in my hands
tactile memories
of Diane, my mother in law
her goodness
still here
in my life.
Anita Schiffman Holzberg
soft smooth felt
I hold it my hand
I cut a piece to be
a Halloween present
for my grandson
Fabric played such a big part in
my children's lives
their grandmother was a sewer
her designs of dresses
for my young daughters
we shopped together in fabric stores
now, her granddaughter
a master sewer
In the remembering
life is sweet
all those years gone now,
I am the grandmother
sewing for Owen
not quite the same level
I go to fabric stores
and hold it in my hands
tactile memories
of Diane, my mother in law
her goodness
still here
in my life.
Anita Schiffman Holzberg
Toasting Lily Tomato Beef - Anita
Tomato beef
pan fried noodles
tomatoes fresh from the garden
I have tasted ecstasy
the voices around the table
a Chinese woman
in her mid 80's
hosting a dinner party
the voices around the table
chatter of the highest order
set with a nice cloth
a centerpiece
a candle we light for the
chef
a Chinese cook of blue ribbon
status
Laughter persists
thankful guests
together to
share Tomato Beef
in a Sunnyvale home
the homemaker
served with verve and dignity
her specialty dishes
we unite in her presence
the Harvest Moon comes down
around our shoulders
as we toast Lily Chin
her kindness lights
the room.
Anita Schiffman Holzberg
September 17, '11
pan fried noodles
tomatoes fresh from the garden
I have tasted ecstasy
the voices around the table
a Chinese woman
hosting a dinner party
the voices around the table
chatter of the highest order
set with a nice cloth
a centerpiece
a candle we light for the
chef
a Chinese cook of blue ribbon
status
Laughter persists
thankful guests
together to
share Tomato Beef
in a Sunnyvale home
the homemaker
served with verve and dignity
her specialty dishes
we unite in her presence
the Harvest Moon comes down
around our shoulders
as we toast Lily Chin
her kindness lights
the room.
Anita Schiffman Holzberg
September 17, '11
JIM - by Anita Holzberg
Doors open
sprinklers start my day
their sound resound
in my yard
Picchu comes in from the cold
Autumn days are here
crisp cool mornings and evenings
the Harvest Moon
shines
In the interim peace is where I find it
in a piece of music
singing a song
baking brownies
dancing around in my kitchen.
I've walked these mean streets
attentive to time and place
the fog of so many years lifts.
What is about change?
the paths unknown
the paths unknown for my beloved
I will learn once again
how to sing, not just mouthing
the words.
steps
I walk with my walker
in the path of righteousness
the good acts
in the forefront
the vested interest in You.
You feel my presence
in your every day
I feel you still here
in my life
like fresh salt
on a Margarita.
Anita Schiffman Holzberg
.
sprinklers start my day
their sound resound
in my yard
Picchu comes in from the cold
Autumn days are here
crisp cool mornings and evenings
the Harvest Moon
shines
In the interim peace is where I find it
in a piece of music
singing a song
baking brownies
dancing around in my kitchen.
I've walked these mean streets
attentive to time and place
the fog of so many years lifts.
What is about change?
the paths unknown
the paths unknown for my beloved
I will learn once again
how to sing, not just mouthing
the words.
steps
I walk with my walker
in the path of righteousness
the good acts
in the forefront
the vested interest in You.
You feel my presence
in your every day
I feel you still here
in my life
like fresh salt
on a Margarita.
Anita Schiffman Holzberg
.
Friday, 16 September 2011
Cool Pools - Anita Holzberg
cool pools
hot sun
sauna dreams
if you please
sentiments at dawn
the river rocks
the seas separate
my heart on a limb
the trees hear me
in their
infinite beauty.
Anita Schiffman Holzberg
hot sun
sauna dreams
if you please
sentiments at dawn
the river rocks
the seas separate
my heart on a limb
the trees hear me
in their
infinite beauty.
Anita Schiffman Holzberg
In the Music of the Music - Anita
In the music of the music
I hear an inside voice
a track of memory
a bout of history
a slimline CD floods the room
in a cafe
conversation sweet
I meet you coming and going
under tables
above boards
on mattresses
in a garden
the roses not yet blooming.
Streaming...............................I can not capture
all those nuances
stilled by the morning sun
I write these lines
before I see your face.
Anita Schiffman Holzberg
Countless are my days
I am not counting
til I see your face.
I hear an inside voice
a track of memory
a bout of history
a slimline CD floods the room
in a cafe
conversation sweet
I meet you coming and going
under tables
above boards
on mattresses
in a garden
the roses not yet blooming.
Streaming...............................I can not capture
all those nuances
stilled by the morning sun
I write these lines
before I see your face.
Anita Schiffman Holzberg
Countless are my days
I am not counting
til I see your face.
In Truth - Anita
In truth
the turtle does not fall far from the rose
the white of the wedding stays
a beacon for all time
the stars come out in the Autumn Sky
the light is fading faster in the day
the chilly mornings bring the new season
the house I honor stays with me
the world is in turmoil
the peace we have is what we create
with ourselves
In truth
the rainbow
shines her light upon me
and my family
we are humbled by it
run with it
as I say prayers
every Saturday
the rainbow now fades
life is still
good
in truth.
the turtle does not fall far from the rose
the white of the wedding stays
a beacon for all time
the stars come out in the Autumn Sky
the light is fading faster in the day
the chilly mornings bring the new season
the house I honor stays with me
the world is in turmoil
the peace we have is what we create
with ourselves
In truth
the rainbow
shines her light upon me
and my family
we are humbled by it
run with it
as I say prayers
every Saturday
the rainbow now fades
life is still
good
in truth.
Thursday, 15 September 2011
In This Old House - Anita Holzberg
In this old house
the floors creak
the air from windows leak
the fireplace needs the chimney cleaned
the kitchen floor sags
what a drag
The oven is too small
The cabinets old and very tall
In this old house
I chance to meet myself for 26 years
the cats abounding
the kids resounding
the husband's work done
in my study
the den a family room
the dinners ate
at the kitchen table
everyone late
In this old house
the garden fair
the patio near the barbecue
the deck for Picchu
In this old house
I watch the sun stream in
the carpets warm my feet
the new bathrooms shine
the floor plan sweet
In this old house
I chance to meet myself coming and going
I walk in a sea of comfort
open a window
greet at the door
every year love her
more and more.
Anita Schiffman Holzberg
the floors creak
the air from windows leak
the fireplace needs the chimney cleaned
the kitchen floor sags
what a drag
The oven is too small
The cabinets old and very tall
In this old house
I chance to meet myself for 26 years
the cats abounding
the kids resounding
the husband's work done
in my study
the den a family room
the dinners ate
at the kitchen table
everyone late
In this old house
the garden fair
the patio near the barbecue
the deck for Picchu
In this old house
I watch the sun stream in
the carpets warm my feet
the new bathrooms shine
the floor plan sweet
In this old house
I chance to meet myself coming and going
I walk in a sea of comfort
open a window
greet at the door
every year love her
more and more.
Anita Schiffman Holzberg
Wednesday, 14 September 2011
If not for Loving - Anita Holzberg
If not for loving
I would not walk these steps
If not for loving
I would not have belief in myself
If not for loving
I would not have stayed on the path
towards your recovery
sidestepping shadows
I rest in the knowledge
that loving
binds
after that fact
loving
is a force beyond words.
Anita Schiffman Holzberg
Probably the most prolific writing time in my life.
The wedding spurred the writing and the recovery
of my beloved Jim. I will continue to write my
thoughts because they show me who I am.
I would not walk these steps
If not for loving
I would not have belief in myself
If not for loving
I would not have stayed on the path
towards your recovery
sidestepping shadows
I rest in the knowledge
that loving
binds
after that fact
loving
is a force beyond words.
Anita Schiffman Holzberg
Probably the most prolific writing time in my life.
The wedding spurred the writing and the recovery
of my beloved Jim. I will continue to write my
thoughts because they show me who I am.
Thoughts about the Power of Prayer - by Anita
For not all,
the people I sing
For the unabashed, homeless, those without jobs
I sing
in loud notes
in Hebrew prayers
on the hall stairs
in harmonious pairs
I wait
anticipate for the world
to become
a better place!
Amen.
Anita Schiffman Holzberg
the people I sing
For the unabashed, homeless, those without jobs
I sing
in loud notes
in Hebrew prayers
on the hall stairs
in harmonious pairs
I wait
anticipate for the world
to become
a better place!
Amen.
Anita Schiffman Holzberg
Lately - Anita Holzberg
Lately
when I pick up this house
to say "Good Night"
no lips are parted
no hips are swaying
no redundant wave playing
on my piano
all is quieter than quiet
Pichu the cat in the yard
stands by
Lately,
when every chair is put into place
every pair of jeans hung
when the last
cup of coffee drunk
I toast the emptiness
of the never-ending day
before
like the schedule that
signals the saying of
"Good Night"
So,
echos my heart
sequined to You
as the night ends
near Mid-night now
dreams float
here
like your smile
on top of the sheets.
Anita Schiffman Holzberg
( you seated in
these rooms.)
still..
when I pick up this house
to say "Good Night"
no lips are parted
no hips are swaying
no redundant wave playing
on my piano
all is quieter than quiet
Pichu the cat in the yard
stands by
Lately,
when every chair is put into place
every pair of jeans hung
when the last
cup of coffee drunk
I toast the emptiness
of the never-ending day
before
like the schedule that
signals the saying of
"Good Night"
So,
echos my heart
sequined to You
as the night ends
near Mid-night now
dreams float
here
like your smile
on top of the sheets.
Anita Schiffman Holzberg
( you seated in
these rooms.)
still..
Tuesday, 13 September 2011
In Truth the Purple Rose
In truth the purple rose
does not mix
in with the blue sky
She stands alone
as a contender for solo walks
a contender for quiet self talks
She takes no one's advice
Sturdy and self propelled she faces
what is
The purple rose does not mix in
with blue sky
She rises above
Carrying her love
in her sea of truth.
Anita Schiffman Holzberg
does not mix
in with the blue sky
She stands alone
as a contender for solo walks
a contender for quiet self talks
She takes no one's advice
Sturdy and self propelled she faces
what is
The purple rose does not mix in
with blue sky
She rises above
Carrying her love
in her sea of truth.
Anita Schiffman Holzberg
Sunday, 11 September 2011
Surgery in 7 Weeks - Anita Holzberg
Surely
the sure-footed will run
down hills
climb up mountain paths
hike the terrain
I never did any of that
All I want is
to walk my neighborhood
I get my
knee replacement surgery date
I know not what it will translate to
I do know I will walk again.
Now, I must train for it
walk in water, ride the bike
Can I lose 5 lbs in less than 7 weeks
I think "Yes"
My instinct is success.
Anita Schiffman Holzberg
the sure-footed will run
down hills
climb up mountain paths
hike the terrain
I never did any of that
All I want is
to walk my neighborhood
I get my
knee replacement surgery date
I know not what it will translate to
I do know I will walk again.
Now, I must train for it
walk in water, ride the bike
Can I lose 5 lbs in less than 7 weeks
I think "Yes"
My instinct is success.
Anita Schiffman Holzberg
A Poem by Anita
In this moment of moments
the house very still
a black cat moves in
softly purring
In this moment of moments
I realize
life is good
life is what I make it
life takes its own path
all we have
is the
moment!
Anita Schiffman Holzberg
the house very still
a black cat moves in
softly purring
In this moment of moments
I realize
life is good
life is what I make it
life takes its own path
all we have
is the
moment!
Anita Schiffman Holzberg
Thursday, 8 September 2011
Anita - A poem
In the o p e n spaces
time does not trod on my feet
the birthday of the mind
revisits the scene of joy
nothing can take away
what I experienced
what I learned by staying true to the moment
Birds fly by
Infinite freedom persists in my life
the road to happiness is the
inward hum
I pick up the flowers
fallen off their stem
on a dining room table
my wedding flowers
I put them in a box
hoping they will dry
age beautifully
like the moment in time when
Emily met her beloved.
Anita Schiffman Holzberg
time does not trod on my feet
the birthday of the mind
revisits the scene of joy
nothing can take away
what I experienced
what I learned by staying true to the moment
Birds fly by
Infinite freedom persists in my life
the road to happiness is the
inward hum
I pick up the flowers
fallen off their stem
on a dining room table
my wedding flowers
I put them in a box
hoping they will dry
age beautifully
like the moment in time when
Emily met her beloved.
Anita Schiffman Holzberg
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