the Big Show

the Big Show

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto

the Big Show

 

 

semi-conscious drooling

words spit into circus emphasis

the lion tamer writes into the teeth of an agape mind

 

the crowd oohs and aahs 

and eats popcorn,

litters the tent with blank gazes

 

trying at once to understand his act

and not lose their heads

in the chaos

he spews,

 

just for the price of admission

to enter his Big Top thoughts

the ones he whips into lines

 

of growling poetry

as he paws his keyboard

snarling syllables 

of retrospect entertainment

 

night in and night out

the same damn show

 

over and over

with eternity's breath

a moment's roar 

away.

 

 

erin-cilberto

8/5/17


© 2017 jacob erin-cilberto



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The power of these lines possess the roar of the lion's breath.

Regards,
Al

Posted 4 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

4 Months Ago

thank you for your words, Al.
j.
Many have written of their muse, their inspiration, their technique...but this takes that idea to the Center Ring...

"Ladies and Gentlemen! Watch as the poet jacob erin-cilberto weaves his words and waves his magic fingers over a simple keyboard. See how easily he tames the mighty metaphor and bends it to his will."



Posted 4 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

4 Months Ago

ha ha, you are too kind...thank you, Carol.
j.
For what you describe, you find the exact same compliment to match the message you are tangled up in. It's like you took on the task to write about "nothing". You describe vividly the excitement you get when you can find a conclusion to the feelings that are being shared; The person you're talking about in the poem does not overexaggerate the amount of effort he puts in to handle the lion. It's like it's "the reciprocal effect" that's the show here.

Posted 4 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

4 Months Ago

thank you for your insightful and kind review, Rochelle...
j.
I have always suspected the nefarious influence of the calliope when I sit at the keyboard. Your ability to carry a metaphor from stem to stern remains a virtuoso skill.

Posted 4 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

4 Months Ago

thank you for your very kind words, W.k.
j.

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jacob erin-cilberto
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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