twisted forecast

twisted forecast

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


twisted forecast

 

 

ambivalent skies

blue to gray heart

inevitable storms invade

future memories

 

rain is sometimes soft

just touches the petals gently

 

other times we are swept away

violently absorbing the pelting winds of change

 

sun for some is rare

we reach towards it

with longing

 

but days of smiles seem shorter

than 24 hours,

 

while the aftermath of storms

feels like years.

 

 

erin-cilberto

7/19/18

© 2018 jacob erin-cilberto


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(but days of smiles seem shorter than 24 hours, while the aftermath of storms feels like years.) So very true Jacob....especially now. ~Sharon

Posted 2 Years Ago


Enviable pairing up of weather and poetry.

Posted 5 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

5 Years Ago

thank you, Leslie.
j.
dear Jacob... “the aftermath of storms
feels like years”. Yes, indeed, it takes a lot of adjusting to accepting. A spiritual connection is in our heart... and eventually we find that it helps us survive... like a poem we keep in our pocket or a locket of courage. truly, Pat

Posted 5 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

5 Years Ago

thank you for your insightful and kind words, Pat.
j.
I love the last line. It really brings it all into view.Thank you for sharing!

Posted 5 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

5 Years Ago

thank you, Austin.
j.
I agree my friend. Hard storms take many years to heal. Thank you Jacob for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

Posted 5 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

5 Years Ago

thank you for your words, Coyote.
j.
Coyote Poetry

5 Years Ago

You are welcome Jacob.
Nice poem and usage of words

Posted 5 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

5 Years Ago

thank you.
j.
Beautifully metaphoric poem how fitting and delightful to ponder on a enjoy.

Posted 5 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

5 Years Ago

thank you, Dee!

j.
Always love your metaphors Jacob. Life sure does happen that way. Sunny times seem so short and the clean up after the storms really do feel like forever.
And the invading future memories...that is sticking with me.

Posted 5 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

5 Years Ago

thank you for your kind words, Jen.
j.
These are sublime metaphors using the elements of nature to tell your story.As in most cases in my life, the bad moments last all day and there is never enough time in the day to appreciate the good.

Posted 5 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

5 Years Ago

thank you for your kind review, KC.
j.
You do well with the extending metaphor.

Memories can indeed touch us softly like rain on petals, a tinge of nostaglia, a small smirk when a kid reminds us of our childhood..

And other memories can attack us like thunderstorm, horrify, chill and paralyze us.

Like the way you painted the theme.

Posted 5 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

5 Years Ago

thank you for your kind words, Alessander.
j.

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jacob erin-cilberto

Carbondale, IL



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Originally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..

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