My poem : In a manna of speaking

(again, the italics for emphasis)

At times it can be – oh- such fun

Rewriting stories long past done

To illustrate I'll mention here a sample.

Let's travel back away in time

And I'll present it here in rhyme ~

The Exodus is one such good example!

The desert scene is what I'd choose ~

Disorganized – these haggard Jews ~

Those Hebrews  freed from slav'ry quite oppressing!

Trekking through the miles of sand

To the promised Holy Land

Releasing what for years they'd been suppressing!

Thirsty folk – and hungry, too,

Dissatisfied – their anger grew ~

Poor Moses looked to Heaven –with a wail~

But with G-d he had a bond

And the Lord –He did respond

With portions of a bird that's known as 'quail'!

To quell and pacify their ire

Each one got his heart's desire ~

Flavored just as each of them was seeking ~

Their reactions hardly mild ~

Satisfaction made them wild !

This , I say, 's the manna of my speaking!

Chana G.