This fair month of March has battles seen,
Both on the ground and in the skies,
And heard its share of cries and screams,
As rockets fall and sirens preen,
Where lives are lost; tragic goodbyes.
Calm, sun, we drove by fields of green,
From which birds sing of summer’s face,
Above blades of grass that sand erase,
And bright colored flowers akin to lace.
Israel, brave land of many dreams,
And countless varied themes.
The sound, sounds out across the port
As traffic halts and people run;
I take my love, by hand exhort
Toward the rocket shelter court,
Where small girls weep at fears begun.
Calm, sun, we walked by the sea’s rapport,
My love and I with worries few,
Across the golden sand in view,
Across the silver water’s brew,
And on, barefoot to passions shared;
Intimate cares declared.
© Edward Beaman-Hodgkiss
I’ve been in Israel for around 2 months now. Already I have been through two rocket sirens and heard news of various attacks on the country where I reside. For years my love for Israel has been strong, steady and unflinching and after 8 weeks in the land itself, I feel even stronger in my respect, passion and love for this amazing and unique little country. This poem is dedicated to my dear girlfriend Simona who has made my stay in Israel even more magical and special.