Clairvoyant

Clairvoyant

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


Clairvoyant 

 

 

dust to dust

his smile,

the deep set eyes

the bones of a man

the structure of the face

dust to dust

voice of ash

still resonates from the churning urn

the fiery manner,

discerning 

the feeling of a Father's love

deeply set in a heart

and in the bones of a son.

 

 

erin-cilberto

3/4/17


© 2017 jacob erin-cilberto



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A strong bond between a father and his son. A touching read. Death does not break that bond, he is still with you in your DNA. He flows in your blood. They do not leave us, our parents.

Chris

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Weeks Ago

you are so right, they don't leave us.
thank you for your understanding, Chris.
j.
Poignant words and an apter title couldn't have been. Thank you for sharing emotions on a page, without falling into excesses.

Best,
M.

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Weeks Ago

thank your for your kind review, Mallika.
j.
The senses are bringing me full circle with death this week and it landed me here...I haven't felt your presence much lately. Thought I would check in....hugs

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Weeks Ago

thank you for your kind words, Crippled Queen.
j.
this is touching; your father's influence is inevitable, and this is evident physically when you resemble him, no matter how much you may look down upon him

Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

oh i revered him...looked up to him much...he was a good man...
thank you for your words, Cas.. read more
Sometimes we can look into our parents eyes and see our own future. Everyone gets old, it's rarely graceful in the end. It's sad and tragic. Because you will miss them and become them one day. This was beautifully written.

Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

yes, we do become them in the end, don't we?
thank you, Ana.
j.
We will always have the love.

Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

Always!
thank you, Jon.
j.
A moving and stirring write. I wish you peace in the coming days j. You have my thoughts. R xo

Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

thank you, again, Rach...you are kind.

j.
Such a beautiful, moving poem, Jacob. The love of a father transcending ash and filling the bones of the son. "voice of ash still resonates from the churning urn."This is how your poem has touched me- Love passes through your words from father's ashes to the son to the reader's memory of her father's love passing to her grom the grave. Thank you for this beautiful write.

Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

thank you for your very kind words, Mary,
j.
To pen something so beautiful and so moving must overwhelm your heart. I know it does mine, simply knowing how much you are hurting.

It's so stirring, Jacob...and the title couldn't be better suited.



Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

thank you for your kindness, Kelly.
j.
What a beautiful way to express the bond, Jacob Sir.
Very moving, very unique and the message is very true. The parents continue to live in our bones and memories..
Thank you for sharing this wonderful touching craft.

Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

thank you for your kind words, Bala.
j.

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jacob erin-cilberto

Carbondale, IL



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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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