the change of change

the change of change

 

 

rallying cries heard long ago

we marched with purpose

streets of symmetrical shoes

voices like choir bums

holding percussion signs

the effect, a pounding beat of hearts

one drum sum

 

lyrics made up of hearts' allowance

souls’ defiance

we were what we were

singer/songwriters without the quaint stage in the round

and soft melodies

we were miles of sound

 

discordant diadems 

shuffling spontaneously

to our own music

a movement of movements

now in eternal pause

 

the shoes sit as souvenirs

in a non-cacophonous closet

to keep our old selves sealed

in soundproof step.

 

 

1/12/18

Reviews

[Linda alexander]

Wow ! on this poem, great metaphor, clearly delivered message without losing no parts of it in twenty two lines wow!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Linda.
j.

[CD Campbell]

I think those old shoes need to be dusted off and put on again. There is a severe lack of leadership all around. I'll vote for you in the next election. CD

[jacob erin-cilberto]

ha ha, thank you for the smile, CD...
j.

[J. J. Nightingale]

I never marched or shouted for anything
but my white shoes traversed a thousand miles
into new , lonely and other-side terror-tory..
They sit silent now.. hugging sweet melodies of hearts.
long gone..but never forgotten..

Understood/Forever relevant/ Timely

Jazzy........ :)........

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Jazzy---
j.

[J. J. Nightingale]

You are welcome jacob.................

[Jimmy Yetts]

Change tends to eventually bring about stark revelations; until it happens, we rarely appreciated what we had.
A novel perspective and poignant portrayal.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

yes, we rarely do...thank you, Jimmy.
j.

[duff]

Your words get right to the point and the word choice is always sharp. We grow old without ever letting anyone truly through the front door. This is dope. Nice work Jacob.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, duff.
j.

[Cherrie Palmer]

this piece speaks of days filled with change and easy living, I must confess my dad was a WWll Marine and we never caught wind of that sonata. :)
Love your work you always deliver a great read.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, Cherrie...and for sharing your story of your dad...
j.

[R.E. Ray]

J, I'm imagining two happy hippies, high on love, dancing and singing in their own delusional world, who woke up years later to different tunes. A quirky takeaway, perhaps. (But, this is what you get at 1:40 a.m.). Another fine work from you.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

a pretty apt takeaway...thank you for reading and for your insightful words, Robert.
j.

[andrew mitchell]

We are as a whole going full circle with change from the free loving sixties and its music
to music today which does not define us anymore but isolates, and there's this wedge between the two sexes which is getting deeper life the Germaine Greer days.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your insightful reply, andrew.
j.