dear Jacob... I especially like “trust the stone
if there is much moss congregated”... this speaks of wisdom and learning through the years and tears. “Age and wisdom skipping on a pond of insight”. A time of reflection. truly, Pat
great poem as always , but so unlike the you i have met on here to throw an old non green one away...
but hey that is reality...
i am always the one tossed aside... understandably so this particular poem upsets only me...
you have insight and a gift for writing great adventures ahead for you, friend!
an intriguing write if ever there was....sometimes, I feel that the old ones are tossed to the side in favour of the younger/new generation... a great little write here jacob.... N
I must be able to skip miles then Jacob, problem is I can't remember where I am or where I've been... you haven't seen me around have you?? point me in the right direction, wherever that is????? at least when I lie down, this green makes for a nice cushion...
your poem has everything Jacob, water, moss, stones, wisdom and placed in just the right way, you have one of Jacob's fine artistic ceations.... I tthink I'm jealous my friend...
Posted 6 Years Ago
6 Years Ago
if i do see you, i will let you know, Curt...
thank you for your kind words,
j.
I’m like a rough stone a pebble been tossed around a bit settling down now to be who I am now loved your poem Jacob we are all diamonds or opals or emeralds in the making
Posted 6 Years Ago
6 Years Ago
it takes many of us time to settle...we do a lot of skipping before we get there. thank you, Julie.<.. read moreit takes many of us time to settle...we do a lot of skipping before we get there. thank you, Julie.
j.
Originally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..