Jacobs Poems - Poems about Jacobs

... Star shoots at the mind Hangs like earring in teared sky Fissure on a hook Shows fighting Spirit Canvased vapor chandelier Sighs expanse at hand Liquid lightning pen Diamond lined fe......Read the rest...

...Adolescent infatuations...never consummated Greetings reader from a cross between an aging seventy inch long (ringing ding dong) haired pencil necked geek and a Norwegian bachelor farmer wannabe; ......Read the rest...

...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 to us being reunited in ......Read the rest...

... Circle in the sand could tell a story of a lost world, where celestials and machines were one. A crafty place where symbiosis is tasted on the tongue. Chimera epoxies ely......Read the rest...

...Jacob’s ladder has nodes seven, which our Father who’s in heaven, assists us here now to ascend, if our ego to love we bend, that by using mind of our heart, our life purpose on earth may start.......Read the rest...

...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. Is the produ......Read the rest...

...Glide of Falcon broken, channel smoothed Transmission snap equals idle start Dysfunctional gypsy destitute Tricky situation screams for bird to depart Tear away f......Read the rest...

...Pennine Chain by Bob Moore © 2021 I’ve camped in the hills of the Pennine Chain in the cold, and the snow, and the pouring rain and if I was young I would do it again but the......Read the rest...

...In Honor of Milt - An Un-contest Poetry Contest I love the way Milton’s poem begins. It draws my attention immediately. Line 10 jolts me with Jacobs and Jacob-ites.I’m still quite interested! Line......Read the rest...

...I don’t climb that ladder anymore, the one that goes both up and down. The rungs were never helpful, being made for struggle not for actual reaching. Some spend a lifetime looking for just......Read the rest...

...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 those prehistori......Read the rest...

...Lefty Jacobs pushed through the doors, he wanted a drink, nothing more, after long days out on the trail, a ride so hard his horse had failed. He’d had to get out of Roystown, to many lawmen g......Read the rest...

...Sarcomas hatch like caviar in St. Jude chemo-fire inversions, where leviathans lay magnetars to suck the blood of virgi......Read the rest...

...Pennine Ramble by Bob Moore © 2019 I have rambled through the Pennines, on a lovely summer’s day to Kinder Scout and Bleaklow , and Scafell not far away We’......Read the rest...

...I tiptoed through the house, careful to make no sound. The dog’s tip-tapping behind me was of no concern. We revved up the ForzMyeter783-G and spun it around. Shortly off to a newly discovered pla......Read the rest...