truffles that trifle with ruffled feathers

truffles that trifle with ruffled feathers 

 

 

 

tourniquet on the wound

you still bled out of my heart 

leaving affection

 

infected

gangrene sense

amputated love

 

better now,

although one atrium

is now shorter than the other

 

my lips still bruised

and my eyes still red

a valentine color

 

as i eat my way out of thoughts of you

chocolate notwithstanding,

card, never signed

 

the owl just a shade wiser, now.

 

 

erin-cilberto

2/14/16

Reviews

[Cassie]

Forgive me for laughing but this one seems like those lonely poems that are funny in a way.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i am glad you laughed, Cassie...i always hope for some humor to ease the dark side...

j.

[Miss Sharon]

Bravissimo Jacob! This is beautifully crafted with the style and metaphor only your pen can wield. Awesome from start to finish. Love these lines (the owl just a shade wiser, now.) Awesome closure! ~Sharon

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Sharon.

j.

[V]

Great images again. I really like what you make out of words. They seem to work and flow differently for you. Nice pattern as always.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, Vanessa...

j.

[Lydia Shutter]

WOW.....eating chocolate after a failed love affair....everyone will be able to identify with this one. Problem is even after the love is amputated, we still feel the ghost pain. Yes, we do get wiser as we get older....or so we like to think. Bruised lips always feel better after chocolate though! :) lydi**

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your insights, Lydi...

always appreciate your words,

j.

[Lyn Anderson]

I really like the analogies in this one. You really are a master of this type of poetry, drawing such clear pictures with your words.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, KL..

j.