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Tuesday, August 08, 2023

Cloudy Waves Poetry Books Released on Amazon from Jacob Sava Books

 Hello, it has been a very long while since I last posted. If you would like to find out more about the poetry written here, please have a look at my books on Amazon.com. 

 Cloudy Waves Poetry Naive Book I

 

Cloudy Waves Poetry Naive Book II 

 

 Joy is a Bunny

 

 Pretty Kitty Kit Cat

 

I will be hopefully publishing more of things that I have as they are edited, but the regular responsibilities of life make this difficult as time to be allotted for this endeavor is sparse. The first two books will most likely be re-published in a slightly different arrangement to combine with other poetry to make 4 or 5 short poetry books and perhaps with pictures or photos as well. I also to hope publish a book of sketches  or short stories as well as one or two little  story books to stand on their own with illustrations. 


My publishing sites are as follows:

 

https://www.kitlearnerpublishing.com/ 

 

and

 

https://www.jacobsavabooks.com/

 

Thanks again for stopping by, all the best to you and yours. 😊


Tuesday, January 22, 2019

The Blood Red Moon

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The night was filled with the blood red moon
The dogs howled at the wind blowing in the palms
The unknowable pallor of vapors with voiceless roar
Passing over, and beyond, coming and going across the sky
Like gargantuan silent spirits of the ancient giants
Floating upon the black and gleaming -
Bottomless ocean of this flooding universe,
Casting the spell of sleep
Eclipsing all of the living  
Who had toiled in the scenes of what had been
In the earlier day and evening
Lifting us like scraps of paper, leaves and dust
On to other places and times
Each like Noah in the arc of his or her own bed 
Where the color of emotions become tangible
There the past buffets each living soul
With activities, thoughts and fantasies
Whipped up in the whirlwind of unresolved wishes
Torment and anguish locked up together
With the impossible possibilities of the untamed mind
Then breaking through the night, dancing on the horizon
Like a wild fire, came the phoenix - dawn
Bringing in her mouth a sweet sprig of music
The gentle voices of a mother and son nearby
Each word a kindness with the power of light and peace
A release from the net of slumber
Up now, up!
Tear a hole in the sky
Pass through to the sun of life and day
O thank the King of the vast and glorious heavens 
Who in His great mercy turns the world
And rolls away the shades of darkness
Like so many curtains and shrouds
Like an old garment no longer worthy regard -
Is tossed aside to the rag heap
The glory of the Moon and her companions is stripped away
Commanding the creatures of moonlight – Sleep!

So that we might rise again.



Wednesday, January 09, 2019

Drink Up The Cup


Drink up the cup of Joy with all creation!
For you live and breathe -

This day was made for you
With a purpose to bless the soul
By one who knows 

The very hairs of your head 
Every sparrow that flies and falls.

With love you were made
With love you are cared for

Take courage and 
May the overflowing 
Of your heart's rapture

Touch everyone around you 
For healing, life and peace.

Tuesday, January 08, 2019

Ants Ants Ants - with audio

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Ants ants ants!
You take a little chance
Ants ants ants!
The ants get in your pants
Ants ants ants!
You dance right off to France

You wiggle and jiggle
And turn all around
You squiggle giggle
You jump up and down
You twist like a top
And fall to ground
When the ants get in your pants

Ants ants ants!
For fun and for romance
Ants ants ants!
Try a kiss in Paris France
Ants ants ants!
They put you in a trance,
No matter your plans
Now you’re marching like the ants

You make straight away
For The Champs-Elysées (Sha-zayly-zay’)
Smell all the flowers
You pass on the way
At the Eiffel tower
You yell out OO-Rey!
When the ants get in your pants

You wiggle and jiggle
And turn all around
You squiggle giggle
You jump up and down
You twist like a top
And fall to ground
When the ants ….

Say: “ I knew a fellow who went to Japans”
“What did he find there?”
On the ground, in the trees
On the water, in the plants?
Well as it turns out he found …

Ants ants ants!
Even in Japans
Ants ants ants!
You take a little chance
Ants ant ants!
The ants get in your pants
You do a little dance
And you end up back in France

Ants!

My Private Garden - with audio

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Sea and moon rising on the tides
I traveled down the path swimming
Immersed in the changing image river
In the colors of the seasons and feelings
The sultry, the greens of emperors’ memory
The world of gazing stood silently
Wading onward,
Dividing and divining
The undulating babbling way
Sleepily reclining
Among the gently waving poppies
But time did not idle there
Clouds passed overhead
In shadows and then in light
With hills pasturing the grazing heart
At first cool and then yellow with warmth
There I sat and could not seize the task
So, my mind grew fat
For very strong was the current
And swift the refracted ever flowing waters
Mellow are the moments on the trip downstream
O’er every brooklet and sunlight flickering shoal
In the comfort and reflections
Of my private garden.



Tuesday, November 27, 2018

Only Our Faces Remain


Have you seen weary traveler
By the fleeting wayside bleeding
Stealing begging lying breathing
Away Crying digging
Living dying


Brush us not away
As the world is wont
We need your crumbs
Your warmth
Your compassion



Deny our eyes not
The light of day
We need you
Your blood
Your soul

O take not from us
Our very breath away
For we live
And we are
We do live


Give us not your hatred
In you hold good
Our present hope
Please pray spirit
God in you

You have seen weary traveler
By the fleeting wayside bleeding
Stealing begging lying breathing
Away Crying digging
Living dying



We are but worn old
Torn sick poor feeble
We the unborn
Delayed unwanted
Fair innocent small





Do not turn away thy heart
Sun Moon and stars
Our desperate faith
Thy unclean unloved
We die alone


Whispering life within you
Withhold not thy hand
From glad help or
Dark anguished death
Fly us home


Then only lilting song of breath
Remain in bare trees ashen
Telling Love’s eyes
Within you yet
Only our faces remain.


Thursday, November 22, 2018

Fare Thee Well

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Fare Thee Well
Who can Tell
If we’ll ever meet again
Fare thee well
Fare thee well my friend

Like the sun
Moon and stars
Setting high upon the hill
Its been good
Resting here a spell

Pour me out of your hand oh Lord
O’er the Mountains like a sigh
Tumbling river winding to the fiord
Windy fountains springing forth from on high

I must go
Don’t you know
For the way has split in two
You’ve been true
Neath the skies of blue

Flying Lark
On the wing
Darting round the fields of grain
Joy and pain
A new day begin

May the wind fare thee well my friend
One and all, fly ye like the wren
Far above the way of common men
In the peaceful place of the great - I Am.