a shattered cafe

a shattered cafe

 

 

wasn't on the menu as an appetizer,

a serving of bullets,

wasn't on the program as a song,

the sounds of screaming fans

but not for the band,

wasn't meant for the poor people of Paris

to linger on the streets

in forever sleep,

 

the soccer ball deflated

the stadium suddenly silent

with mute explosion,

 

a goal of sorts,

but the agenda improvised, realized, compromised

and the question of which coach?

 

who sent in the play

that set Paris reeling under a red Moon

 

there will be no June 

in the hearts tonight

November will be the only month

 

they will remember.

 

 

 

11/14/15

 

erin-cilberto

Reviews

[B. Boileau]

Merci beaucoup Jacob for this touching piece. I gives thought to the many prayers and to the extra large heart of the author.
bill

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Bill.

j.

[marilyn 1225]

what a poignant piece of writing to illustrate in your heart for us the Nov tragedy in Paris
great

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, marilyn...

j.

[Elwyn]

One of the best works on tragedy. Stunning and heartbreaking. You've captured it all so well. I particularly like the dim beginning and how it feels somewhat dazed and shocked.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

yes, dazed and shocked and wondering where and when the next attacks will be...so sad.

thanks for your words

j.

[Einstein Noodle]

cruel, cowardly, misguided, murderers ... the breath goes out of our souls .. but fighting back .. is first in my mind ... so sorry that it is the only option terrorism offers ... kill me .. or i will kill you and all yours that i can .. so carry our defenses close and don't hesitate .. not for a moment!
E.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

appreciate your comments, E.

strikes a nerve doesn't it? many nerves. and many hearts.

[Einstein Noodle]

yes ... most certainly does. :(

[RomaJ]

Yesterday, I took a moment to reflect on what I was doing, before I heard the news.
It's just so sad it makes me angry, and heart-broken. They were just going about their life as well.
All lost to such senseless acts of violence and hate.

My thoughts and prayers are with Paris.

A very touching tribute, and the words were just so beautiful.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank your kind words, Roma...it's all just too sad to even fathom....

j.

[Julia Ledo]

Wonderful tribute to the tragedy, I love the last lines.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Julia.

j.

[surfingdragoncat]

who sent in the play?! love that play on the soccer game, such good references in here. Very good poem to remember the ones lost, and all the horrible events and needless carnage from someone's cruel coach.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words,
j.

[gabrielle]

It's scary that our world is getting more and more dangerous. When will the series of attack on humanity end?

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i wish it could be soon, gabrielle...

thanks,

j.

[Bright Ocean Star]

Poignant and perfectly befitting the sad circumstances. Thank you Jacob.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

just so saddened by it all...the innocents....
thank you, Anne.

j.

[Bright Ocean Star]

I know. It is terrible. The world is full of dangerous people right now.

[alifeacoustic]

The sadness and the madness will no doubt continue. To be convinced that these actions will reap eternal reward is beyond belief to any decent human being and a God would be weeping at the actions carried out in his name.. Totally shocked and numbed by the actions of few, deciding the fates of the innocents. The café, the fast food place, the Stade de France, where the game being played was ironically an international FRIENDLY match, and the concert goers that never stood a chance. The families and friends, as well as the scarred survivors are in my thoughts.
Poignant read Jacob, truly well written.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

yes, thoughts and prayers for those lost and those who lost....such tragedy.
thanks for your words, alife.
j.