Blinking Sanka

 

Blinking Sanka

 

i filled my coffee cup

with a bundle of cuss words

wrapped them up in a formal tie

added sugar and a cockney accent

drank them as if they were a poem

from some far off mind

that would keep me awake

long enough

to write my own,

if only the language didn't taste

so cold.

 

 

erin-cilberto

1/8/11

Reviews

[kitty]

So often we are held back by politeness and good manners from expressing what we truly feel inside. ...'self knowledge, self reverence and self control puts us in a sane state.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

that is so true, kitty...

thank you for your words.
j.

[Jimmy Yetts]

If emotions elevate, does "blinking Sanka" ever become "bloody Sanka"--or is that going from a Cockney to an Australian accent?
No cold-tasting language in your work, Jacob.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

you are kind, Jimmy...thanks.
j.

[Lydia Shutter]

Sanka....hmmm...nothing about your words here is decaffeinated though. Harsh words can not be dressed up and taken out on the town....they reveal themselves every time. Lots of different messages in this one. I read it differently three times. Love the line, "drank them as if they were a poem." Lydi**

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, my friend.

j.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Another thinker. I see it as the writer looking for stimulation and trying to gain it from others but failing to do so because of their need for honest, high standards of their own work. Often leading to feelings of being dry of ink and frustrated. But not you Jacob!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, John...
j.

[Jon Roggie]

College cup coffee,
one from a box of concentrate.

Not your write,
merely the first line.

For me,
this goes back to how do you write?
It sounds like you are grasping,
giving in to common trends.

Shrug it off,
and write again.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Jon....
j.

[Stonz P.]

That is a strong brew ;)
The contrast between coffee and language to serve the same afflictions is something to ponder over.

Another good write, sir.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Stonz....
j.

[DIVYA]

Some people say the meanest things in the world with a broad smile in place. Cuss words taste bad, dressed in sugar or cream. I'd be better off staying away from such an unpalatable concoction. Your words are powerful here. Appreciated very much Mr. Jacob.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, DIVYA--

j.