the Man and me

the Man and me

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto

the Man and me




if he had been a writer, too

would Father have referred to my writing

as "just passable"



his engineer self

put together mechanically---

form and structure

but not the rhyme or meter kind


he never understood me

until his hair grew completely gray

and he let his beard grow out---


as if there was a part of him that wanted always

to rebel against the norm

against the upper class form


to find a certain construction

in things outside the box---

he lived within a world created for him

in refineries, New York offices

a marriage of moving upscale


of black and white

of things having a place and a place for things

of neatness


near perfection


kindness a bit soured with prejudice

a helping hand that might pick and choose


and words---

a strong voice


more technical in a hands-on sense

than a heart-on sense,

although in his core

deep love existed---

(he just most times hid

behind the gruff exterior of his life)


and it existed for me,

despite a side that lacked understanding

for what i was,

i wrote poems

his nomenclature for that was "hobby"


we didn't take each other seriously


until recently

even as the conversations diminished


found limits


love flourished

i still wrote poems

he acknowledged them

without really reading or understanding


but got "it"

whatever "it" was or is



he accepted, i accepted

and today we write together,

even though


i am still the one who holds the pen.




© 2017 jacob erin-cilberto

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I loved this poem.
"he accepted, i accepted
and today we write together,
even though
i am still the one who holds the pen."
The above lines. Wonderful. To find a understanding. Thank you Jacob for sharing the amazing poetry.

Posted 1 Year Ago

jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

thank you for your kind words, Coyote,

Coyote Poetry

1 Year Ago

You are welcome my friend.

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jacob erin-cilberto
jacob erin-cilberto

Carbondale, IL

Originally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at two community colleges and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. Friending works two ways. If we have had .. more..


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