it happens every creak of the bed spring

it happens every creak of the bed spring

 

 

the laces of my tennis shoes

undo

as i run back to you in my dreams

and you laugh as i trip into your arms

 

waking as i hit the floor

of posture

hugging my pillow

as if your skin woke me into habit

 

i never really stop running

but you never quite catch me

 

either.

 

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

8/8/16

Reviews

[barleygirl]

I haven't had or heard bedsprings for a very long time, but I do have some strong associations when I read the title of your well-penned message here! *sigh!*

[jacob erin-cilberto]

sorry so late in thanking you for these kind words...

j.

[Urja Gokani]

amazingly written keep it up well a penned piece :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, cherryblossom,

j.

[Urja Gokani]

welcome :)

[manisha]

Nyc poem what a cute line the laces of my tennis shoes undo as i ran back to you in my dreams. Showing nervousness in love... adorable:)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, manisha

j.

[V]

This has such a melancholic feel, quite lovable yet also sad, something that drags you back into "gray reality".
I love the line " as if your skin woke me into habit", that's an awesome wording.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, Vanessa...

j.

[Alfred Kukitz]

What's cool here is all these little gems sparkling around your messed up bedsheets. Time to get up!

Regards,
Al

[jacob erin-cilberto]

okay, will get up now...thanks, Al.

j.

[Miss Sharon]

(hugging my pillow as if your skin woke me into habit) Love this line...and the rest as well. ~Sharon

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Sharon.

j.

[Miss Sharon]

always my pleasure Jacob! ~SP

[Tate Morgan]

I havew so many dreams anymore I can relate to this it is almost lie we live in two different works the dream state and the reality one

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Tate...

j.

[h d e rushin]

I have had that same dream Jacob. A dream where my ineptitude faces by physical limitations. I'm reaching for someone that is out of reach and trying to hug someone who is out of focus. Then I wake up.

Thank God for two AM poetry notepads....

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for relating, my friend.

j.

[Lyn Anderson]

There are some people we run from, even though we would love to give in and tumble into their arms. At least, that is how I take this one. Sometimes it might be good to stop running and see what transpires.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your insights, KL.
j.

[Lydia Shutter]

Dreaming of the one you loved...the one who got away. If you do trip and fall into her arms, will you awaken with a smile or will you realize it was never meant to be? Only Morpheus knows for sure. I liked it. Lydi**

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, Lydi.
j.