flinching at echoes

flinching at echoes

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


flinching at echoes

 

 

 

 

even after years of healing,

still reeling

 

never understood the infection

that was a bleeding affection

 

and the band aid i chose

to keep the wound sterile

cut off the breath of us

 

now,

just the sound of your name's

a scar

that won’t stop hurting

 

 

erin-cilberto

2/4/16

© 2016 jacob erin-cilberto


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You do have wealth of imagery in store J. It has been proven that the emotions experienced in a relationship break up mirrors the process of going cold turkey from an addiction.

never understood the infection
that was a bleeding affection

wow such a powerful image simply stated, excellent piece J.

Posted 8 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

8 Years Ago

thank you for your kind review, ian.
j.
I really enjoyed the thought process here and I have felt the pain of these wounds before. Just the mention of a name sometimes cuts very deep allowing the past to ooze its way in again. Really good Jacob.

Posted 8 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

8 Years Ago

thank you for your kind words, A hare.

j.
second couplet is brilliant says i! so much emotion and psychology at play ... poor poor soul ... to suffer so courageously ... excited licking his/her own wounds ... nipping at them to keep them bleeding ... so tragic .. it sucks the breath right out of me ... whew! and oh the echos just keep on rolling don't they!?
E.

Posted 8 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

8 Years Ago

thank you for your kind and insightful review.

j.
Thank you for describing how I feel. I myself couldnt have put it in words.

Posted 8 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

8 Years Ago

thank you for your kind review, glad you could relate somehow to this poem.

j.
Not sure if there's an air of indifference or absolute focus in this poem: your words are somehow tethered, concise.. perhaps the pain does that to ... people.



Posted 8 Years Ago


emmajoy

8 Years Ago

they're the only thing i can write these days :)
jacob erin-cilberto

8 Years Ago

touche!......
emmajoy

8 Years Ago

laughing... wasn't meaning to be cheeky, just frivolous!
i certainly appreciate the form and simplicity of your poetic expression, and i also appreciate the duration of an unsettled heart, especially (historically) as a fount of invention

Posted 8 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

8 Years Ago

thank you for your kind review, Ed.

j.
Memories of the past...they haunt us and we have to learn how to live with them...like difficult flatmates.
I usually pick the wrong band aid too!
And the scars....well, you know all about them.
Powerful words; terse, impactful and with a mighty sting in the tail.
I'm still reeling.
z.

Posted 8 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

8 Years Ago

thank you for your words, Zeitnot...

j.

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jacob erin-cilberto
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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