Nomi Shira

Category: General

  • This was written in tribute to Rachel Morin, a woman raped and murdered by an illegal immigrant. However, this can be a tribute to all women who were attacked and abused by such men. I left out a title because there is no title for sorrow and heartbreak. Bottled screams…

  • The Curse of the Writer

    The mind a panorama of multiple ideas layered in their depth and context, but no one to truly understand. An everspring of ideas, a constant poet generating layers in the background; a never ending diverse painting with multiple harmonies of depth. Sort of a cage, for who can truly comprehend;…

  • Four Walls Vs A Home

    “love is what creates a home”

  • Time

    A reflection slowly fades to gray smoke A timeless dream’s song in the background Fingers curl to catch the slipping cloud between –  Slowly slips through into the song – blends into the background melody –       Time. A rippling black pool seated in the black woods Drops falls on the…

  • Alcohol

    The blood of mankind,   The poison of the blood To reduce man to act like the animal,   To form his eyes and tooth to match his blood. Reduce to a marble   Lost control Turn into a bubbling rabble   To what cost Lose the colorful splash gracing your world   Lose…

  • Song Strings

    The strings of guitar take me back into its hollow recesses of time, Revisit the lush green grass of the past as I slide into the dark wooden chamber, Black music notes floating in on a wave illuminate the sunshine for me, The piano keys begin to float in,     beginning…

  • Why Don’t You Like Me

    I frequent your streets, And mingle with your kind. I set the foundation for your stone, I build where you hand me hew and hammer, Why don’t you like me? My eyes desperately plead. I crave your approval, To blend into the wall. I speak your language, And frequent your…

  • It’s the People that Suffer

    Russia – Ukraine War Above Hand grasps a lever; from the comfort of the airplane the agent of death is released; Opens a panel on the plane. Nightfall blankets the sky; the stars emerge to illuminate Over the comfort of the home of the hand that released the lever. Belly…

  • Dance in the Rain

    Steps of dancing to cease their slaps on the cement in a storm Does the storm engulf the sun, or does it merely cover it’s light?  But tell me, tell me: can there be storm and sun, can there be storm and sun simultaneously functioning, Shining and pouring: Can’t we…

  • The Road of Childhood

    Come join me on the road of childhood Running in freedom’s wind across a lush green field Laughter’s life shadows the moving lips that curl into a smile Laced into life’s very foundation, criss – crossing through its floors Come join me on the road of childhood, Where its instruments’…