so near the flame yet so far

 so near the flame yet so far

 

 

Holocaust flavors,

burn the pit of the stomach

the angst of hate,

leaves charred bones of heart

 

rose colored glasses melt

encircled emotions of love

flare up like a wildfire

and disappear just as fast

 

remains of wedding rings and abject things

all that's left on fingers twisted in ashed argument

and now they all ponder the blue tip

of insanity sadly stretching toward a dark night's

intent,

 

the blackness envelops

even the fond memories

whisked away in solemn smoke

entrails of a once passion become 

burnt epitaphs blowing

in a wistful wind.

 

 

erin-cilberto

4/22/17

Reviews

[Antonio Valentino]

innocence is primal and only understands its needs..

life gets harder when that filter is removed

fire has a way of turning joy into sorrow

enjoyed this my friend

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Antonio.
j.

[Antonio Valentino]

you're very welcome my friend..

[Einstein Noodle]

a couple days ago i was meditating on exaggerated descriptions of heart burn .. i can't remember the inspiration that led to that ..but we must have been sitting on the same cloud. ;) powerful powerful poem ... it really sticks like bile .. heading to Wal-mart for Pepto now ... wouldn't it be nice if were just that easy .. i feel the pain of this ...when fond memories are gone it has to be a holocaust fire to wreak such destruction .. but i don't believe it sir ..our scars always remain don't they ;)
E.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for sharing your thoughts, E.
j.

[KWP]

Oh wow this hits hard and strong. To me it's like lives whisked away, frozen in time by a moment of insanity. Lost, all lost, the love, the hate, the anger ... all of it dissipating into the everywhere leaving us scarred and questioning what was...

[jacob erin-cilberto]

"dissipating into the everywhere" i like that phrase and its truth.
thank you, KWP.
j.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

The opening stanza is so strong here Jacob and its images and smells leave the reader transfixed as you burst the bubble of romance and its descent into acrimony and hurt

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, John...

j.

[Corset]

it's funny (not haha ) how quickly a heart can turn dark and brooding, it happens when you believe in an unconditional love that isn't real, it happens, it hurts, it flops around for a while or a even a long while, and one day you wake up and it doesn't hurt anymore.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Ah but the scars remain!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Corset...
j.

[Ayushi Jha]

A very strong poem. You are left with a sinking feeling towards the end . Applaudable. The style of this poem is intriguing in itself, very unique. Will read more :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Ayushi....

j.