On the Wrong Writer's Block at the Wrong Time

On the Wrong Writer's Block at the Wrong Time

 

 

there were innocent poets walking down the street

not the best neighborhood to be in

although they had always felt safe

but then shots rang out, or more like vicious slurs

when suddenly a poet fell

wounded by words not meant for him

but stray phrases that caught his skin

and penetrated like metaphoric bullets

 

hitting vital organs that started bleeding rhyme

on to the concrete upon which he lay

question mark eyes ask "why?

i thought i was safe within the verse,

how perverse this misfired poem"

"i am dead, Horatio" crossed his mind

as he perished on his own road

of perdition before he could utter another syllable

onto the page of his life...

 

so recklessly lost

amid the insane violence

much more mental than it could ever be physical

but minds can be gunned down

when egos' stray array of vocabulary

misses the heart for which it was intended

 

and gives us all one less voice

we thought had been protected

by the lines of vested verbiage

we wrap around each other.

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

7/7/13

Reviews

[NotUsinganymore]

Very sad poem about the loss of life among violent means. I found it interesting.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, JungLee,
j.

[Kathy Van Kurin]

'On the wrong writer's block at the wrong time'
Jacob erin-cilberto,
How do we interpret another's thoughts-words? Your poem from where I stand has to do with the honest sharing of our own inner ponderings with others. This is actually a vulnerable position for all writers. Who knows the experience and thoughts of another from their own lives will interpret words between us. I really liked the clever use of a battle personal to the writer 'Horatio.' The killing of how will others take my words in the stand for verbal freedom. How long will we have this beautiful thing?
Blessings,
Kathy

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for your kind review, Kathy,
j.

[Kathy Van Kurin]

You sure are welcome Jacob.

[rubie]

When you get right down to it, words are all we have, so we should use them wisely, for once they are used, they cannot be taken back.

I like the gun/violence/bullets imagery here, as it is so appropriate. Once fired, those bullets cannot be retracted, and the lethal damage is done.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, rubie.

j.

[Lydia Shutter]

Quoting "Hamlet"....that drew me even deeper into your words here. We often hide behind our words....thinking the true meaning between the lines is safe. Truth is, once we write the words, the reviews can be cruel....and sometimes premeditatively so! People use words as weapons. Do they have something against us or did they just have a bad day at the office? No way to know for sure. Love the alliteration in "vested verbiage". Another wonderful write, Jacob. Lydi**

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, Lydi...

j.

[....................]

words have the power to uplift but they also have the power to crush the spirit...unfortunately, there are those out there whose intentions are always malignant and they criticize only for the sake of destroying others...

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, FT.

j.

[jeannemarie coulter]

and wrap around ourselves, as well...this is a deep thought provoking penning about the multi nature of language and how it is used...well done...

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, jeannemarie.

j.

[KeeD]

A mountain of egos, shadow the valley of writers trapped in the valley bellow. How a creative mind can rot chaotic is a tutorial video this site can host. Great write, I don't know the details but I do know what it is you speak of my friend and I admire the way you put your words of steel forward, pointing your sword one truth at a time towards the injustice that surrounds this collection of talented minds. I love how you put every day facts and happenings into such an artistic form, Jacob you truly are a role model for me when it comes to poetry. Thank you for your friendship and art.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

you are very kind with your words, Kee....very kind!

j.

[Marie]

Writers simply cannot afford to be too sensative. There is viciousness out there...it hits everything in its path, guilty or innocent...

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i think you and i have been doing it long enough not to be too sensitive, but the younger poets, and older, but fledgling poets really have a hard time if they get in the rough neighborhood...
thank you, Marie, for your insightful words.

j.

[Cherry Pepperweb]

Holy wow, this is good Jacob.
I wonder what sort of block this Cafe sits on these days.
Hope it's in the good part of town.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

me too! thanks for your kind review, Cherry.

j.

[~]

Oh Jacob, I have come to appreciate your great magnitude of verse and deep thought. Your sharp pen slices deep and very precisely delivers to us all a clean neighborhood.
Excellent as always! :D

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your very kind review, moonskittles....

j.