dry docked

dry docked

 

 

harboring feelings

docking near your heart

emotions swell

breakwater evidence of love

if you jump on my skiff

we could sail into sunsets forever

 

only i know nothing about sailing

so i'll just be a mute yeoman

watching you slowly drift

toward another's shore.

 

 

erin-cilberto

1/11/18

Reviews

[andrew mitchell]

Nice metaphor here Jacob, yes in the sea of love we are all boats and yes what becomes trash to someone is another one's treasure.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, andrew.
j.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Although some differences help make a relationship stronger and complete, some differences love cannot defeat.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Dale...and love your pic...

j.

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

Such a paradox of overwhelming feeling expressed here..love, yearning, promise, relinquishing. “If” and”only” and a world of difference between them...brilliant metaphor of sailing, navigating love. “I’ll be just a mute yeoman”-speaks gently, humbly and sadly to my heart. Genius.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, Annette.
j.

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

You are most welcome.

[R.E. Ray]

J., you always make me think more deeply when I read your work. (That's a good thing). Right or wrong, I see unrequited love. The wannabee skipper wants to sail with her, but seems to doubt himself and what he can offer. So, he's resigned to a fate without her, imagining her drift beyond reach. Thanks for the morning brain exercise. Another good piece, sir.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for taking the time to delve, Robert,
j.