involuntary love slaughter

involuntary love slaughter

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


involuntary love slaughter

 

 

bones and salt,

peppered conversation

grave site for the lovers

to lay their differences aside

and mourn their losses

 

iodized offerings of peace,

too late,

posthumous answers to difficult questions

something ended in interrogative quotes

now just words on  a headstone

 

bones and salt

fissure of grievances 

split incisions...

 

we eternally incubated

in ashen solemnity

smiles come after the fact

affidavits circumspect

 

reasons not withstanding

bones and salt

all that's left

to put in the obituary column

 

and yet 

we still love

and always will. 

 

 

erin-cilberto

6/15/17


© 2017 jacob erin-cilberto



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Oh yes, it strips us, that pesky love. Strips us to 'bones and salt'. And we keep loving. Our hearts have an Infinite capacity to love, there is no limit. I guess then neither is a limit to our capacity for ashes.
Lovely poem~

Posted 1 Month Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Month Ago

i really appreciate your visit, Jen....and your kind reviews...
thank you....
j.
Damn... You went deep on this one, felt it in the marrow of my bleached bones... Or was that a sparrow picking at me with the crows... Excellent, excellent use of boss-words, hah... Solemnly penned...

Posted 2 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Months Ago

thank you for your kind review, Silente.

j.
Silente

2 Months Ago

My pleasure...
Coming through the slaughterhouse of love salted down to the bone and yet we love. The volume here is pitched to the heart.

Regards,
Al

Posted 2 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Months Ago

thank you for your words, Al.
j.
vivid imagery ..complex feelings hurt, forgive, hope, give up ...a rocky ride jacob ..the bone and salt are brilliant says i ..salt to sting the wounds and preserve them as this love and death just refuses to let go ..heart wrenching ...i put myself in his shoes and want to find a friend to "just shoot me" ... great stuff sir!
E.

Posted 2 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Months Ago

thank you, E. for your kind review.
Breakin' it down and layin' iot out.
Bodies perish; love does not.
Gritty portrayal, Mr. K!

Posted 2 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Months Ago

thank you for your words, Jimmy.
bones and salt....some relationships boil down to this. Still, there were always good times to remember. Your words flow so easily and the metaphor is strong throughout the poem. Wonderful work, Jacob. Lydi**

Posted 2 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Months Ago

thnak you, Lydi...
j.
What I admire about this is the tension between the two themes that keeps the reader moving..fine write !

Posted 2 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Months Ago

thank you, Leslie

j.
"Bones and salt...peppered conversation...all that's left"-Absolutely brilliant poem. Stunning wordage, metaphor use, originality. After the "bones and salt....we still love". Profound. Beautiful.

Posted 2 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Months Ago

thank you, Annette,
j.
The opening line with its two words is an immediate draw into reading the piece as you slip in the pepper to the second line, brilliant. And as always you fill your poem full of descriptive metaphors. This has a solemnity to it, tinged with regret and a feel of futility.

Posted 2 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Months Ago

thank you for your kind words, John.
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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