Rev. Dr. A. Jacob Hassler


Rev. Dr. A. Jacob Hassler Poems

41. Crotch Rocket 4/7/2005
42. Fingerprints 12/7/2004
43. Geezer Poets 3/17/2005
44. Be Careful What You Wish For 3/22/2005
45. Hairbrush 3/9/2005
46. The Rejection Slip 1/12/2005
47. A Shitty Day's Redemption 5/4/2005

Comments about Rev. Dr. A. Jacob Hassler

  • Pradeep Dhavakumar (2/26/2005 8:55:00 PM)

    Usually I dont enjoy short poems.But yours is an exception.I really loved them. Very clever wordplay.Your other poems are also very good(read all of them) .Looking forward for more.

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  • Austen Bradford (2/22/2005 3:59:00 PM)

    You're so beautifully crude and harsh- I love it!

  • Adryan Rotica (1/29/2005 4:18:00 PM)

    'Jake the Hassler'...even your name conjures up the image of someone who catches people off guard and also manages to inspire...a visonary of biting vocabulary...I like your perspectives Jake, and the snippets of insight that throughly entertain the 'thinking persons' sensibilities. Keep it going!

    warmly,
    adrienne ;)

Best Poem of Rev. Dr. A. Jacob Hassler

A Shitty Day's Redemption

nothing makes a lousy day better
than seeing a sexy woman at the
convenience store
in her office attire with her white
half-sweater buttoned snugly around her breasts
and her black hair pulled back, her
face barely creased with the lines of experience,
but still retaining the glow of her youth
perhaps she is there on her lunch break,
choosing between the
chocolate chip cookies and
the granola bars as her perfume
drifts lazily down the aisle

she strides around the shop
confidently, silently demanding the
attention of every man in the ...

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Fingerprints

picture frames, my CD player, plates & silverware
there is nothing in this room she has not touched; her fingerprints are everywhere -
even the extra pillow on my bed
still has the soft bruise left by her head -
she’s gone without a kiss or a slam of the door...
this apartment will not be disturbed by her anymore
my body my lips my face my hair;
the shattered scattered pieces of my heart:

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