David Jacobs Poet

Degrees

2012-02-15T14:51:00.002+00:00

DEGREES.

A DOWNWARD GLANCE

AT WAVY CRESTED SEA,

STRETCHING BEFORE ME,

RIGHT UP TO THE SKY,

FOR MILES AND MILES,

WAVE HIGH.

BENEATH THE SEA

AN UPSIDE DOWN WORLD,

FROM SEA FLOOR,

MOUNTAINS UPWARD UNFURL,

POINTING TO THE SKY.

ROUND AND ABOVE MOUNTAIN,

FISH, WITH OTHER,

SEA CREATURES, SEEMINGLY FLY,

AS BIRDS DO,

ABOVE MOUNTAINS,

SKY HIGH.

AS PLANTS AND VEGETABLES,

TO LAND APPLY,

FAUNA ON SEA BED LIE.

OF A WORLD,

WITHIN THE WORLD,

THIS LIFE HERALD.

NO FISH SCHOOLS,

MANY FISH SHOALS,

WITH DEGREES,

IN NORTH AND SOUTH LATITUDE,

DIPLOMAS OF THE SEAS.

LEARN WITH NATURAL EASE.

SKIRMISH FIGHT, HINDSIGHT,

IN MEMORY CITE,

NEXT TIME GET IT RIGHT,

NO CERTIFICATE SCROLL IN SIGHT!

SKILFULLY FISH SWIM THE SEAS,

ROAM WITH EASE,

GOING WERE THEY PLEASE.

HEART ACHE ROSE

2011-07-13T16:17:00.000+01:00

ROSE HEART ACHE THAT NEVER ROSE,

THAT HAD AND YET HAD NOT,

BOUGHT UP IN POVERTY,

IN AN UNLOVING COT,

WORSE THAN POVERTY WAS LIFE LOT.

THAT LOVE EXISTED NOT,

TO FEND, TO EXIST,

TO KILL, EVEN TO RESIST,

NO BONHOMIE.

AS A MENTAL ANOMALY,

OH MENTAL ANGUISH,

THE CONSCIOUS SOUL,

NOT FEEL, OR LANGUISH,

TO COMMEND OR BRANDISH.

A SOUL LOST IN GODS PATH,

BUT NO EVIL BETRAYETH,

OR GRAND DESIGN GIVETH.

DAMN THE ORIGINATIONS,

NO LOVING SOUL SHOW RELATIONS,

WARMTH OF LOVE, KNOW NOT HOW,

LOVE AND LOVE NOT.

OH NO GODLY POWER,

OF ABSOLUTION ENDOW,

THOUGH LOVE I DO,

SENSITIVE TENDERHEART ACHE.

FEEL NOT KNOW LOVE CHARMS,

THOUGH EMBRACED IN LOVING ARMS –

DO COWER,

THOUGH LOVING HAVE NO QUALMS,

KNOW NOT DIMENSION, OF LOVE POWER.

MAN OF NATURE.

2011-06-29T16:43:00.000+01:00

MAN OF NATURE.

I WALKED INTO THR WOODS

AMIDST MY KINSMEN

IT WAS RAINING

THEY SHELTERED ME WITH

THEIR LEAVES,

AND HARBOURED ME,

FROM THE WIND,

WITH GNARLED BARKTRUNKS.

SHELTERING TREE I THANKED,

FOR GOOD FELLOW DEED,

AND SHOOK IT BY A LIMB.

I THOUGH I HEARD IT WHISPER,

WE HAVE MANY BRANCHES

ROOTED UPON EARTH,

AND WILL ALWAYS GLADLY

SHIELD YOU AGAIST THE ELEMENTS.

I ADMIRED THE STATURE

OF UPMOST SELFLESSNESS,

SELDOM FOUND,

IN MY HUMAN COUNTERPARTS,

WHO EASILY SERCOME TO,

MONITORY, POLITICAL -

DISCORDANT COVENANTS.

CONTENDING ENVIRENMENTAL BALANCE,

SEEMINGLY MAN,

HAS AN ANGST,

TO RANDOMLY,

CUT HIS KINSMEN,

IN NATURE,

OFF FROM THEIR ROOTS.

BEARING LITTLE BENEVELANCE;

OH, THEN SO CALLOUS,

WITH LITTLE THOUGHT;

MARVEL - WITH ACHIEVING ECSTACY.

HOVER OVER THE BEAUTY,

AND MAGNIFICEINCE,

OF A NATURAL GROWN,

FINE FIGURED, GRAINED,

WOODEN WALDROBE.

IN OBLIVION,

TO FELLOW KINSMAN.

STAND, UNSYMPATHETIC,

AND BARBERIAN, WITHIN NATURE,

TO FELLOW KINSMEN.

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2011-06-28T10:56:00.002+01:00

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FLY AWAY TO HAPPYNESS

2011-06-15T16:47:00.001+01:00

FLY AWAY TO HAPPYNESS

Tropical day

Palm tree sway

Frigate birds fly

Up in clear ultramarine blue sky

On soft sandy beaches

People stretched out lie’

Eating lip licking juicy peaches

Paddle in sea a cooling treat

Fish ply between paddling feet

In shade of tree cool off

Eat ice cream treat

Like a toff

Caribbean beat play steel band

Everybody rhythmically, dance

To the beach on the sand

Aint life grand

In this happy carefree land.

Plenty of rum

To swill down the old, tum tum trum,

From breakfast time,

Till last bus run

And next day at rise of sun

Rum with your shreddy’

Snap crackle and “ Bang”

A good breakfast tang

Oysters and champagne

A Caribbean happy game

Come and join us

Forever you’ll here remain

To be happy, again, again and again.

Come join me now, to waiting plane…

FLY AWAY TO HAPPYNESS

2011-05-11T16:37:00.001+01:00

Tropical day

Palm tree sway

Frigate birds fly

Up in clear ultramarine blue sky

On soft sandy beaches

People stretched out lie’

Eating lip licking juicy peaches

Paddle in sea a cooling treat

Fish ply between paddling feet

In shade of tree cool off

Eat ice cream treat

Like a toff

Caribbean beat play steel band

Everybody rhythemeticaly, dance

By the shore on the sand

Aint life grand

In this happy carefree land.

Plenty of rum

To swill down the old, tum tum trum,

From breakfast time,

Till last bus run

And next day at rise of sun

Rum with your shreddy’

Snap crackle and “ Bang”

A good breakfast tang

Oysters and champagne

A Caribbean happy game

Come and join us

Forever you’ll here remain

To be happy, again, again and again.

Come join me now, to waiting plane…

US AND US

2011-05-11T16:24:00.000+01:00

M AN TINKERING AWAY MAKING ROBOTS,

MANY STUMBLING BLOCKS

COMPLICATED CIRCUITS, MANY SOLDERING BLOTS

WITH MILLION BITS OF DATA TABLOIDS

HEADACHE, STRIVE MAKING ANDROIDS

MAN MADE ROBOTS

MAN- “IS”, NATURES ROBOT

David Jacobs Poet: Hello this is my first blog!!

2011-05-11T15:58:00.000+01:00

David Jacobs Poet: Hello this is my first blog!!: "Hello everybody, David Jacobs here, This is my first ever blog, I hope you enjoy all my future blogs!! David."

Hello this is my first blog!!

2011-05-04T16:30:00.000+01:00

Hello everybody, David Jacobs here, This is my first ever blog, I hope you enjoy all my future blogs!!

David.