who's listening

who's listening

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto

who's listening

 

 

 

owls have wisdom eyes

and abrupt vocabulary

 

they turn heads with their understanding

of the silence of the night

 

humans hear sounds, a cacophony of blurred vision

they don't hear the muted manicure of what matters

 

there is no neatness to love

doesn't need to be

let the nails grow from the pain

defiled memories embed

 

that's real life

and fingers which look like that

have wisdom palms

readers can trace...

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

12/23/17


© 2017 jacob erin-cilberto



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Ah yes, there is wisdom in these words & in more ways than one. Look & ye shall find. Yes, splendid words indeed.......I would be an owl for a night, for sure...........Neville

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Weeks Ago

thank you for your kind words, Neville..
j.
Owls have wisdom.
Humans have vulnerability running through them.
Maybe that's what makes us human.
I'm actually surprised we get to old age with the trouble lines running through us.

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Weeks Ago

i think i am surprised to get here, too, Paul...
thank you for your words,
j.
Nail biters have witnessed a side of life that no one else would wish to experience... most likely will never know the extent of it.

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Weeks Ago

very true--thank you, Corset..
j.
There is more wonder to be found in the ruined castle, than there is in the pristine front room.
True beauty rises from the broken. Where there is light, there must be shadow- and we walk between these truths.
That is a wonderful write- well done!

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Weeks Ago

yes, we do walk between the these truths...thank you, Ali---

j.
Alistair (Ali)

2 Weeks Ago

You are more than welcome.
"the muted manicure of what matters" great alliteration here. Yes, it's true....life is not neatly packaged for us with a bow on top and neither is love. Real life is messy. Learning to navigate it is what teaches us lessons. I liked this one....honest. Lydi**

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Weeks Ago

thank you for your words, Lydi.
j.
The silence holds the loudest sounds, echos with the inner voice, for those who want to listen, to understand their truth that is there inside them, if they wanted to hear, pain can either drag us to the lowest point, or can raise us, it's our own choice, and our own willing, strength and courage. a piece filled with emotions, though they are not written, but behind they are laying there for us to feel.

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Weeks Ago

you have such great insights, into words and feelings described by the poets on this site...enjoy yo.. read more
Light

2 Weeks Ago

It's my absolute pleasure. Thank You Sir, You make me feel special.

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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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