Lemon Seeds
I plant the lemon seeds
Citrus serendipity
Synchronicity with soil
Grazing in the grass
Can you dig it?
You are earth best spread
Within contained water
Rain exalted, absorbed
Hanging from my
Tree of Life
Flavor ripe with scintillation
Fervor rife with insinuation
Fever rides with elevation
Alleviation of ascent
Growing between
Mercy and Justice
Leaving a trail
Of lemon seeds
Citrus serendipity
Synchronicity with soil
Grazing in the grass
Can you dig it?
You are earth best spread
Within contained water
Rain exalted, absorbed
Hanging from my
Tree of Life
Flavor ripe with scintillation
Fervor rife with insinuation
Fever rides with elevation
Alleviation of ascent
Growing between
Mercy and Justice
Leaving a trail
Of lemon seeds
If I Could Reach You
Wished you could remember me
by the way I embraced you when
people around you walked away
Wished you could see me through
pitch dark tunnels in the same way
I would have kept your path lit
Wished you could have been there
without trying to be a martyr and
inflicting pain on yourself while I ached
Wished you could have loved me
for the entirety of who I was during
times of peace and of combat
Wished you could have reached out
without withholding your empathy
and chilling yourself to my trauma
Wished you could feel the words
I wanted to say in kindness when
you treated me like a charity case
Wished you could envision hope
as I tried to rehabilitate myself
in burning fields amid the tundra
Wished you could have felt assured
in my love for you when I needed
someone to love me unconditionally
Wished you could have been patient
and trusted in my resilience when
I was just climbing out of miasma
Wished you could have seen me
at my best and watched my growth
when you were actually the broken one
by the way I embraced you when
people around you walked away
Wished you could see me through
pitch dark tunnels in the same way
I would have kept your path lit
Wished you could have been there
without trying to be a martyr and
inflicting pain on yourself while I ached
Wished you could have loved me
for the entirety of who I was during
times of peace and of combat
Wished you could have reached out
without withholding your empathy
and chilling yourself to my trauma
Wished you could feel the words
I wanted to say in kindness when
you treated me like a charity case
Wished you could envision hope
as I tried to rehabilitate myself
in burning fields amid the tundra
Wished you could have felt assured
in my love for you when I needed
someone to love me unconditionally
Wished you could have been patient
and trusted in my resilience when
I was just climbing out of miasma
Wished you could have seen me
at my best and watched my growth
when you were actually the broken one
Lilacs
If hope springs eternal
May these purple flowers
Embody perseverance
May the next love I experience
Be the variety that feels like
Every love I knew was
Merely a simulation
I want that authenticity
Within the same vein that
These lilacs desire rain
Temperance of blossoming
Patience renewed as I yearn
For a restoration of my faith
Fragrant frequencies frolic
In time with these brisk winds
Vertical alignment of buds
Standing tall in the distance
Absorbing sunlight within
Eyes of extrasensory
Enlightenment
If hope springs eternal
May this perseverance
Embody purple flowers
May these purple flowers
Embody perseverance
May the next love I experience
Be the variety that feels like
Every love I knew was
Merely a simulation
I want that authenticity
Within the same vein that
These lilacs desire rain
Temperance of blossoming
Patience renewed as I yearn
For a restoration of my faith
Fragrant frequencies frolic
In time with these brisk winds
Vertical alignment of buds
Standing tall in the distance
Absorbing sunlight within
Eyes of extrasensory
Enlightenment
If hope springs eternal
May this perseverance
Embody purple flowers
Jacob R. Moses is a poet and spoken word artist from NYC. Poetry featuring his work span five continents. He is the author of the full length poetry book, Grimoire (iiPublishing, 2021) and the co-author of Tuesday Night Beats with Douglas G. Cala (Like a blot from the blue, 2025). Jacob is a graduate of Southern New Hampshire University with an MA in English’s nd Creative Writing with a concentration in Poetry. In 2024, he was nominated for a Pushcart Prize by New Generation Beat Publications for his poem, “Lottery.”
You can find him on Instagram as @jacobreubenmoses and explore his website here.
You can find him on Instagram as @jacobreubenmoses and explore his website here.