autumn's gift

autumn's gift

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


autumn's gift

 

 

 

a philanthropist leaf

giving itself up for the sake

of the ailing tree,

buys time till winter's refund

the bare accounts reserved for audit

of cold cash of delinquent spring

 

i see your face in the veins

 

and your voice sighs in an almost summer breeze

even though you will not feel this one,

 

we will still feel the wealth of you.

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

3/3/18


© 2018 jacob erin-cilberto



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Beautiful- and even as life goes on and seasons change- old gives way to new some memories and deep felt love and genuine emotions remain in truth to itself- beautiful to hold such a heart it can only be a blessing to others..love it🌹

Posted 3 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Months Ago

thank you for your kind words, Kelly..
j.
Rose Petal🌹

3 Months Ago

My pleasure -always🌹
This poem to me is about the ultimate sacrifice one can make, and I must say it was made with masterful use of metaphor. This piece in particular meant something to me. Thanks.

Posted 3 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Months Ago

thank you for your kind words, Dotty.
I am glad you could relate.

j.
This one was a tuffie! But I enjoyed it very much! I feel as though it is a beautiful, to-the-point, informative poem, about Mother Nature and her abilities to create the changing of the seasons and the magic of which that entails.

However, I love interpreting this as a sort of inner-self-struggle of someone trying with everything they’ve got to hold it all together for the sake of someone else’s feelings. I feel that this poem is about sacrafice, and the innerpeace that it brings when you save someone from anything, whether it be something small or big. And the biggest reward of all, is when you help someone and that person has no clue. Now THAT is sacrificial peace 💖love this piece, also.

Posted 3 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Months Ago

i like that interpretation, Kelli...inner peace is so important, especially as we age.
j.
such a sad and yet serene remembrance jacob ... the leaf holds many magic spells it seems ... falling from the old tree giving just a bit more time before winter claims its due ... and how we loath a Spring delayed eh!? .. they are gone before us jacob and we loved and so miss them greatly ... i love how you close on that "almost summer breeze" ... most always from the South, moist warm and full of promise .. it is a good life but your poem leaves the heaviness upon me :( its a good thing...we haven't forgotten the faces of our Fathers as they say
E.

Posted 3 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Months Ago

yes, it is such a good thing, E.
thank you for your kind words.
j.
The personification of the seasons is great here. We don't want time to pass, but it must. We must learn to adjust to each "season" of our lives. Drinking in the good of each stage of our lives is the secret to happiness. Lydi**

Posted 3 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Months Ago

thank you for your insightful words, Lydi.
j.
Some seasons you don't want to come round.
Just because of the rawness they bring.
But come they must.
Good and bad.

Posted 3 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Months Ago

yes, come they must...
thank you for your read and words, Paul.
j.
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The true beauty of nature, a reflection, even if imagined of real live, love and loss. A gift indeed, J.

Posted 3 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Months Ago

thank you for your kind words, Robert.
j.
I really like this one! It appears a magical thread was running through your head.

Regards,
Al

Posted 3 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Months Ago

thank you for your kind review, Al.
j.
Such beautiful language.. graphic, pure.. How precious is Autum: a dying time that brings the most magnificent memories of all.. perhaps. You write with tenderness wrapped in linguistic finery, Mister!
(Corrected the typss, forgive, please.)

Posted 3 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Months Ago

thank you for your kind review, em.
j.
Maybe you should concentrate on mud.
It's spring.
The veins fall, and remind us of a colorful, rich time.

Posted 3 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Months Ago

yes, i was thinking of the rich times with him...Dad passed a year ago yesterday...he left us a weal.. read more
Bacchus

3 Months Ago

Getting to s year for my beloved GPA too. Let's wallow in their wealthy times.

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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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