prayer books and diplomas

prayer books and diplomas

 

 

you were my sensuous Alma mater

schooled me in matters intended

for confessional repercussion

 

i gladly sinned in your classroom

repeated courses

knelt by the desk to be absolved

 

prayed for one more close call

at midnight

grounding seemed insignificant

 

you were the only lesson 

i cared to study

and when graduation came

 

my cap and gown disheveled 

my smile still slightly perplexed

but my heart proud of its degree.

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

5/1/18

Reviews

[barleygirl]

This poem tweaked my mind. One part of me was thinking how it’s graduation & all that. Yet I’m not getting any kind of kid stuff here. It’s “adult-only” as drawn with kid’s crayons maybe. Such twists I find a fascinating aspect of the way your mind works (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, Margie.
I guess my crayons have gotten older, like i have.read morethank you for your kind review, Margie.
I guess my crayons have gotten older, like i have.
j.

[andrew mitchell]

so many layers to write about in this poem Jacob mixed with one's own fun times at school.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, andrew. Appreciate your visits.
j.

[Fabian G. Franklin]

I absolutely loved this one because it brought back memories of a teacher's assistant I dated after graduation. I gave student remarks for our class and went around after sharing hugs and handshakes. I leaned in close to her and said, I've been waiting all year for an excuse to do this...

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i enjoyed your reminiscing ...thank you, Fabian...

glad you could relate.
j.

[R.E. Ray]

Every sin is a lesson, and serial offenders get an extraordinary education, even though the graduation walk might be more like a head-bowed perp walk... sometimes on the way to the wedding altar. Probably not the thoughts when you crafted this one, but my thoughts after reading a few times. I always enjoy your originality, J. Good stuff!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Yes, definitely something along these lines...thank you for your insightful review, Robert.
j.

[‘Thoughts In Time..]

Hmmmm- your heart proud of the degree- well as long as you are proud of the achievement who are we to argue- what we set out to achieve - what we achieve- being content with outcome is most important - we live we learn we fall we rise - we gain wisdom and we become wise- as long as we don’t regret- well written🌹

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your astute words, Kelly...appreciate your visits very much.
j.

[Coyote Poetry]

Wonderful use of words and thoughts.
"my cap and gown disheveled
my smile still slightly perplexed
but my heart proud of its degree."
I liked the story in the poetry and the above lines. A honorable degree learn. Thank you Jacob for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, my friend.
j.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome Jacob.

[lightsong]

I believe You were so much in Love that You couldn't focus in studying, now I hope it wasn't the teacher because it would be even more hard :)

university is a lesson we learn from and through, meet many different people and learn how to communicate with them, to grow not only with our persona and studying, but yes, with our hearts too!

You brought memories to my mind, thank You for the enjoyable read.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, Light.
j.

[Gee]

Reads like a " Me and Mrs Jones" affair Jacob.(now that's a great song)
Love the title. I have no diplomas, books, and have prayed only twice,even though a non believer, both times when my old mum was close to death.
Hope you are well.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

ah yes that song...trying to remember the artist...eluding me at the moment..so the prayers worked?
thanks for your words, Gee.
j.

[Gee]

Billy Paul. As to the prayers working Jacob, my old mum is still alive and shuffling but was it the doctors or prayer that kept her here.
I had a friend, endowed like a mouse, who prayed that his appendage be so much larger that it dragged on the ground. This prayer was offered night after night without fail. Nothing. However, through having diabetes he had both legs hacked off at the thighs, so in a roundabout way he got his wish.... that's a load of baloney by the way :)
Whoring myself here, I actually penned a poem called " A mother's passing" during the time I thought mum was going to pop her clogs, if you get time ever would be interested to hear what you think.

[Ted Kniffen]

I have been to that school, j. Had to repeat a grade or two, but came away better for it.

A good write once again.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

and repeating was actually fun...thanks Ted.
j.

[Alfred Kukitz]

now there is a “good” catholic listening to the chants within him and, i might add, graduating with honors.

sweet jacob!

regards,
al

[jacob erin-cilberto]

and showing up at all those benedictions.
thank you, Al.
j.