Waiting
Posted by Bob Jacobs on Dec 30th, 2016 in Poetry
Waiting for her to put on her makeup Does she really need to? Waiting for the waitress to bring the check. If she doesn’t come in five minutes I’m leaving. Waiting for the dog to pee Soon I’ll be joining him. Waiting for the mailman Why? It’s just ads and bills. Waiting for the doctor to call me With the …
A New Adventure
Posted by Bob Jacobs on Dec 30th, 2016 in Poetry
They told me I was on a grief journey That’s what everyone who loses someone is told But they didn’t really know me And I didn’t know myself I believed them Because I didn’t know better Yes, I grieve But I am not on a new and separate journey It took me nine months to realize where I am …