Best Jacobs Poems

He's the one they call "Doc",
tending to those who need his care,
always putting others before himself,
whether in foreign land, sea or by air.
Here's his story,...

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Ancient, rugged hills worn down by time
I miss the lush green hills of my home
Leaning away from the peaceful valley,
Mountains forged from eons long forgotten
During...

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Playing With Fire




Afraid for your miscreant soul
While the Devils licking tongues of flame at your heel
With oh so dirty thoughts

Afraid for the flesh
As you are...

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To Trina Jacobs
285 Warren Street
Brooklyn, New York
11201, USA

My Dearest Trina
The time we spent together in London is my greatest treasure. I was so looking forward...

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The April morning's quiet
and so is the November.
Wherever people outnumber trees
or the dominant cover type
is unquiet. Nothing wrong with that.
Walt got it right, and Jane...

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Dinner with old friends:
salmon with red cabbage, asparagus, Caesar's salad, penne with
      broccoli, two white wines.
Jane Jacobs could analyze how...

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Edwardian memoirs breathe relief
rippled tides on yonder reefs
Infinity arrays most precious jewel
silence my heart yet heart does rule
petaled through Eternal bliss
challenged thy lips with an...

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To the powers that be. 
I've allowed you to view 
my weakness like an 
opportunity. Give school 
children fatherless 
babies, and preach their 
nudity to...

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He sat behind the counter, 
   Inside the used bookstore.
      I thought I recognized him, 
  ...

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I remember my cherished Wolf Cub pack, 
How I loved those Wednesday evenings, 
The games, the pomp and seriousness of the camps, 
The different coloured...

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Jesus left Judaea, and departed again into Galilee
It was because of the Pharisees that He had to flee  
It being Samaria that Jesus chose...

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"Tsundoku Tower"


Bluebird windowsill
peers in, strange terrain
“Rain Rain Go Away”,
mysterious singing 
eerie refrain.
Ghost Girl sitting still
tears falling 
she is haunting 
Tsundoku Tower 
laying vacant 
on Treeless...

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News photo of the Rwandan dead
bobbing naked at the base
of waterfall. Wide hips and narrow
shoulders, surely a young woman once
sexually active. No solution
to death's finality....

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poor Walter Jacobs, a wretched soul was he
one day he said he had enough, then hung himself from a tree!

the tree was old and brittle,...

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What would be the point, in this first winter snow, of going
back to several of the women whose bodies I have known
and wondering what they...

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