Jacob Brine : Writing

An Ugly Reminder

An Ugly Reminder

A Poem by Jacob Brine


ObsessionsThey never helpSome crave painSome attentionOthers spirit or mindI feel these hotel wallsAs my obsessionNot for fameOr womenOr moneyBut for ..
An Invitation That I Never Accept

An Invitation That I Never Accept

A Poem by Jacob Brine


I was sitting in my carWaiting for a friendWhen a blond girl walked byAnd looked my wayShe was cuteIn tight jeansAnd was smilingAt meI felt goodBut sa..
An Empty Chair

An Empty Chair

A Poem by Jacob Brine


Empty seats at full attentionBodies erect Eyes on the teacherNever moving not even their stareListeningTo every wordWisdom of the ages reveals itselfW..
An Email Sent To Tech Support

An Email Sent To Tech Support

A Poem by Jacob Brine


I tried toChange the statusOn my Facebook pageBut it seemsThat you creatorsOf this web pageLeft out the optionTo choose abandonedAnd I figuredHell it'..
An Early Morning Shower

An Early Morning Shower

A Poem by Jacob Brine


It now pours out of me like a shower headSometimes there isn't enough pressureAnd it's too coldSo I turn it upAnd it burns meWashing away the stench o..
An Abandoned Home

An Abandoned Home

A Poem by Jacob Brine


It hurts to be aloneIn empty halls that echoOnly your thoughtsIn bare corners, your dreamsLike glowing starsscattered acrossa child's bedroomSeparated..
Always Holding Back

Always Holding Back

A Poem by Jacob Brine


She can't danceShe breaks my dishesShe tells me I'm lazyBecause I type too slowShe never callsBut always comes overWhile trying to convince meThat she..
Advice

Advice

A Poem by Jacob Brine


Good guysNever cared what placeThey finishedJerks on the other handWant to finish firstWant to go for the goldThey want it allAnd never realizeThere c..
A Writer's Solitude

A Writer's Solitude

A Poem by Jacob Brine


Go to the movies they saidLots of flicks are playingI almost wentBut I knewOnce I got thereIn that dark roomAll aloneYou would creepEver so slowlyInto..
A Vase Full of Memories

A Vase Full of Memories

A Poem by Jacob Brine


Withered petals on a pool of tears.Once were beautiful, now are brown.A cruel remembrance of all the years.Withered petals on a pool of tears.Plucked ..