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Random Thoughts on a Lazy Autumn Afternoon (A Poem)

By Joyce Jacobo [Author’s Note: Autumn is a sweet time, indeed–and the perfect opportunity to reflect on life.] Do you ever like to just drift away           such as on a lazy autumn afternoon   much like a boat released from an old wooden dock     and allowed to float      off down a peaceful stream     emerald greenContinue reading “Random Thoughts on a Lazy Autumn Afternoon (A Poem)”

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Cat on Screen (A Poem)

By Joyce Jacobo [Author’s Note: More fondly remembered antics from my cat, who always reminds me to enjoy the simple things in life.] My cat is clinging tightly to the front screen door happy to see me Bonus:

A Magical Slip in Seasons (A Poem)

By Joyce Jacobo [Author’s Note: I’m really looking forward to the arrival of Autumn.] When Autumn slips into our world    dressed in amber and golden waves  she alters the fabric of reality     and thins the gauze that hangs       between this existence and the next—               or so the old legends say EnchantmentsContinue reading “A Magical Slip in Seasons (A Poem)”

My Child and I (A Poem)

By Joyce Jacobo [Author’s Note: Inspired by A.L. Milne’s Winnie-the-Pooh books, and a few other things. Hope you enjoy it!] The mother stitched   fabric together into the design   of an anthropomorphic fox      adorned in a simple dress      with a bow tied near one ear But it was my child who  Continue reading “My Child and I (A Poem)”

Poetic Consolations (A Poem)

By Joyce Jacobo [Author’s Note: Sometimes writing feels like its permeates every part of my life, and that’s just fine with me.] Last night I fell asleep in a Tragedy   but awoke this morning in a Poem      where rainfall pattered on the rooftop      a light breeze tickled the flowers outside      andContinue reading “Poetic Consolations (A Poem)”

Parallel Paths of Creation (A Poem)

By Joyce Jacobo [Author’s Note: One thing I love about being a writer is that the places we visit can inspire our works. We can experience new destinations, and then use what we’ve learned when creating tales about various characters.] I wanted to bring a character on a quest       through a vast field dominatedContinue reading “Parallel Paths of Creation (A Poem)”

The Pebbled Path of Writing (A Poem)

By Joyce Jacobo [Author’s Note: Based on a true story. I checked out the website for a children’s book author whose work I admired, Cornelia Funke, and wound up sending a message through there for advice on writing. And I received a helpful reply back. It was a great experience.] I came across the officialContinue reading “The Pebbled Path of Writing (A Poem)”

A Miner’s Curse (A Poem)

By Joyce Jacobo [Author’s Note: Based on an actual legend from near my hometown.] Abandoned somewhere in the mountains      deep in Southern California           or so legends say                          exists a deep mine filled with gold                                                                               silver                                                                      and valuables left behind                                                                                      by Gold Rush-era miners                                                                                                   for inexplicable                                                                                                               reasons… However    Continue reading “A Miner’s Curse (A Poem)”

Daily Boundless Possibilities (A Poem)

By Joyce Jacobo [Author’s Note: Sometimes it’s really easy to get overwhelmed. I’ve been working hard to find the best way to turn writing into a full-time career, so I can move on with my life while following my passion. I’ll make it happen somehow.] Do you ever get overwhelmed                   by the boundless possibilitiesContinue reading “Daily Boundless Possibilities (A Poem)”

Simply Writing (A Poem)

By Joyce Jacobo [Author’s Note: What more can I say?] To write…    nothing is more simple or complex           like each breath taken                            the stars that appear at night                            forest canopies rustled by invisible forces                       or ripples caused by stones tossed into ponds A simple act      that changes little orContinue reading “Simply Writing (A Poem)”