Radio
Posted by Bob Jacobs on Apr 17th, 2017 in Poetry
When I was six Big was ten Old was anyone working And anyone too old to work Was ancient, like Grandpa. A six story building was tall A skyscraper, Like in Manhattan, Was gigantic. New Jersey was far away. The Catskills were even farther. California and Texas and Alaska We’re a million miles away. When you lived in Brownsville Even …
Messages
Posted by Bob Jacobs on Apr 17th, 2017 in Poetry
The head moves slowly The heart moves at its own pace Uncontrolled by me The head trails the heart By a wide margin I send messages to my head What to do When to do it How to do it What is the next step Trying to come to a place That the heart is already at. She …