Round

Round

 

 

sparse implosion

on the outside,

cheeks turn rose

fists clench,

she's gone

 

and on the inside

i am in the corner

pleading for them

to stop the fight.

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

2/11/19

Reviews

[Ryan I]

Have so much emotion in the inside but cannot use or do much with it.
I feel that. Thank you for sharing!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for the read and your words, Ryan.
j.

[andrew mitchell]

really like this one and yes one can only be a shadow looking on witnessing all these mistakes we make.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, andrew,
j.

[Ted Kniffen]

Round, like a circle in a spiral
like a wheel within a wheel...
As kids at times we witnessed spats, and arguments, all while cowering inside waiting for them to stop.
My mother could give as good as she got although I only remember one blow. when she knocked my old man off the toilet with one punch, but it was a beauty.

Not all the memories are good ones.
Thanks, j. A good write.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

wow, she had a good right, or left....damn...
thanks for sharing, Ted, appreciate your visit and words...
j.

[LazerRays]

Ah, I can tell you I've reread this poem multiple times over and over and got different messages each time. This is like a complex poem that could mean almost everything. Thsts the beauty of it. I wish to know what this means to you because there's no way of me really telling what it means. I like this and I find it really intruiging, actually. Love it!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for pondering this piece, Sarah...poetry means whatever it means to the reader. once the writer lets it go to be read...it's yours to see how you see. Thank you for your kind review.
j.

[LazerRays]

Hahaha there's some wise words there, J. This was very much pondered over :)

[redzone]

the day before V-Day and Jacob, you have given us not one, but two love stories (the 2 poems you posted today)... or perhaps that's NO-love stories.... seems your red-suited, winged imp Cupid had poison on the tips of his arrows... I guess it is only in a fantasy world where there is a happily ever after, cause in this world we fight, most times needlessly, but we want love, then we beat the crappola out of it....

sorry Jacob, I only had one cupa coffee this morning and I am cranky and cynical... your poem reminded me of the broken nose I got once in such a fight, blood everywhere.... true love right??!!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

yes, True Love...:)
thank you for sharing your thoughts on this write, Curt,
j.

[Neville]

Bang.. lights out, feels like a kidney punch.. hurts like hell..best stay down.. ouch..

[jacob erin-cilberto]

will take that advice into consideration, my friend.
j.

[Neville]

nowt but a pleasure sir and yeah.. when they say chin up.. dont N.

[Stella Armour]

you can put on a smile and fool the world, but you will never fool yourself :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

so true, thank you for your words, Stella
j.

[Einstein Noodle]

if only we could have a sympathetic referee ... once that tide starts to flow we are kissing the canvas for the 10 count :( what a strong memory you inspired in me ... thank goodness for the balm of time and new loves found :))
E.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, E.
j.

[Mrudula Rani]

A very powerful poem! The tug of war and its repercussions, threatens the very being of a child.
There is no sense of security for a venerable person in situations like that

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, Mrudula...
j.

[Chris Shaw]

Throwing in the towel. You've had enough. White flag. That's what you gave me Jacob. Pleading for the fight to stop. Great stuff.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Chris.
j.