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Jeffrey Pipes Guice

About The Author

"Growing up in the internationally loved city of New Orleans, with all its delicious food, unique music, and its eccentric and sometimes backward culture, I realized early on that I wanted to get out and see the rest of the world."

- Jeffrey Pipes Guice

 

Jeffrey Pipes Guice worked for years in New Orleans, Washington D.C., and New York City but still found time to journey worldwide. He traversed Europe, Asia, South America, and Africa and even found time to observe penguins in Antarctica. He also spent time visiting exciting cities like Jerusalem, Havana, Yemen, Moscow, London, Paris, Cairo, Marrakesh, Argentina, and Phuket, all searching for purpose. The only place Guice never set out to discover was inside himself.

 

Poetry and short stories are mixed into this collection of lyrical works, which express the excitement of his learning and insights gained from his lifetime of travel, adventure, and literature- sprinkled with a bit of locally seasoned introspection.

 

His ninth book, "Marie Laveau" is his journey through travel, history, legends, literature, and photography.

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Short Stories by the Author

The Fork in the Road

The Fork in the Road

As I walk down the path I have chosen
And I come to the fork in the road
I’m faced with challenges before me
Where can I add to or lessen my load

The Burning Bush

The Burning Bush

As I walked in silent reflection
I came upon a burning bush
It was here, at that very moment
I felt His hand give me a push

He Died For Our Sins

He Died For Our Sins

The Jews wanted Jesus crucified
So Pontius Pilate washed his hands
He let the Jews decide his fate
The Roman governor met their demands

Allow Him to Respond

Allow Him to Respond

As we slowly retreat into Manresa
Slipping away from the daily grind
It is in God’s most loving arms
That we all will eventually find

Come, Little Children

Come, Little Children

Come, little children
Don't be naughty
You've been invited
To a slumber party

The Riderless Horse

The Riderless Horse

One of life’s most poignant moments
Is to witness firsthand the riderless horse
To know a person would give their life
For my freedom, as a matter of course

Teachers s From Heaven

Teachers s From Heaven

I often wonder to myself
As I stroll among the tombs
Do babies cry for their mothers
Who were taken from the wombs

The Weeping Angel

The Weeping Angel

The weeping angel
Her anguish was so real
The depth of real sadness
All the survivors feel

The Courtship of Marie Laveau

The Courtship of Marie Laveau

The magic lady
A beautiful face
Her smile demure
Exuding grace

So Many Questions About Marie

So Many Questions About Marie

Down in New Orleans
Where the troublemakers go
Lived the famous voodoo queen
And her name was Marie Laveau

The Bayou Princess

The Bayou Princess

She was a princess who lived in the Bayou
They called her by many names
But it didn’t matter what you called her
She would turn her victims into flames

Release Me

Release Me

I was walking
along the river
When I arrived
at this iron gate

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Books by the Author

New Orleans Cemeteries
My Wonder Years
My Weekend at Manresa
Poetic License
Here I Sit
Defining Moments
Finding My Hemingway
Poetic Justice
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