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Leigh Jacobson Mar 2020
You can't curse me,,
Oh No you can't,

I see when you try,
The spirits they rant,

Whatever you say,
Whatever you do,

Will returned back,
70 timed two.
What goes out of ones mouth will always return  .
Leigh Jacobson Feb 2020
In haste I give you the best
   A warning is presented

I give the benefit of reasoning
  You took advantage

I turn away
  Change your mind you beg

Not today I say
  Not today...
I always give others the benefit of the doubt. When It is time for change. Other doors will open - Fly the coop
Leigh Jacobson Jan 2019
My mind is content
  
……… then
……… memories are stirred

A familiar smell,

A song we sang,

and here I am missing You

Again.
My brother died last year. During the summer. I have so many good memories. Even the last days we spent together. I am so grateful to have had that time with him But today my heart aches and my eyes are overflowing with tears.
Leigh Jacobson Jan 2019
Like a healed broken bone
I am stronger......

Never to be broken in
the same place again.


God is my healer.
Being healed in your spirit takes time for mending. Once accomplished there may be old aches. A healed injury may remind you that it happened,,,Like when the weather is cold, or rain is coming the body may ache.
Leigh Jacobson Nov 2018
If only parents behaved the way they expect their children to act.
This has frustrated me all my life. I still see it happening. Parents yelling at their kids when frustrated... for the child who yells out when frustrated. ....and it still does today.
Leigh Jacobson Oct 2018
My sunny sky you brought to light with  A cuddle as you're by my side.  Kisses on my ear abide. You knew just when we were to go. As you'd run side to side and to and fro.   Now you are gone.  When i wake tomorrow  you wont be there to drop into my arms... for our own routine in the morning as we shared our stretces and  yawns.  There be no waiting for me at the door, no wont see you , just just an empty floor.  And momma will miss you on her chair keeping her company while I'm not there. I miss you.
Tonight my toy poodle was killed in the road he woul have been 7 tomorrow . He was a little fella tje best dog.
Leigh Jacobson Aug 2018
Impending death of my beautiful  summer as fall encroaches.  Leaves falling. Bare branches like twisted fingers, dry grass with the bald spots  showing soil -i grin and bear it.   I long for sunshine and rain. Oh summer I grieve and anxiously look forward to seeing you after spring next year.
I moved a lot and my parents would always do it right begore the fall when school started. There were ending of friendships always. I think thats why  i feel like tjus when fall appeiaches.
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