Webster's Procession

Webster's Procession

define death,

in broadest terms

the end and the beginning

and the beginning of the end

of

what was but isn't 

and will never be again

define death,

in particular terms,

not a gentleman

or lady,

or maybe so,

a last date,

a last ride in the chariot of flame

the final burning of the heart,

ashes or a full compliment

of bones,

and undertones

of eliminated voices

of rather sketchy choices

define death,

in terms of terms

it is terminal in time of need

it is terminal in line of thrones

it is terminal in line of inheritance

it is a money maker

but not a money taker

the poor soul learns the terms

of those rather sketchy choices

but sometimes rises to the occasion

define death,

okay how about this,

the poem is over

but the poet lives

the poet is over

but the poem lives

to 

define death.

erin-cilberto

3/22/16

Reviews

[Érenn]

I enjoyed reading this one! And I am smiling rather than being sad..... Might be the dark 'me' or maybe it's just something one has to accept in the end and the sooner one realises the better? The unique structure and breaking of verses has a good effect on this poem, gives a very lyrical feel to it. The last four lines for me were really cool and I guess in the end I could say death could have a dictionary of it's own( maybe a thesaurus as well) to define all sorts. Death becomes a really familiar friend as the years roll by. It serves different roles at different times and even if we hate it in the beginning maybe but in the end we all come to form bonds with death such is how fates are forged. Thank you for sharing I enjoyed it ^^

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your insightful words, Errenn, always appreciate your visits to my page.

j.

[Lydia Shutter]

the poem is over
but the poet lives

the poet is over
but the poem lives


The irony of life in four short lines. What is death? I think we see tiny deaths along the way. The death of an image, the death of a relationship, the death of desire. All deaths....impossible to define really. Jacob, whatever you are drinking this week, keep drinking it! :) lydi**

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Lydi...Just Water, by the by...

but yes, will keep drinking it...

j.

[highonwords]

i relished reading this poem - read it again and again - i like the effect - i could see the procession - i am walking towards it - i am part of the procession - i see familiar faces - we are all going to see each other soon, another life, another chapter - the poem remains, there is no end to it - great writing, jacob :)

regards,
steph

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, steph.

j.

[highonwords]

you're welcome, my friend :)

steph

[Lyn Anderson]

Through the poem the poet lives forever. Blasphemy at its finest, and beautiful, just the same. I truly enjoyed this, though that, is no surprise.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, KL...

j.

[Cryingkate]

The "Word" derived from "thought" or "Thoth"
In the beginning was the word.. But the Thought was first.
We end in consciousness where Thought began.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Connie.

j.

[Bacchus]

all I can think... is, life after death remains... when there is true life?
true, truth?
it immediately engages in a thought-like verse...
the reader is compelled to play along.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Bacchus.
j.

[Nisreen]

i like this very witty piece
death can be so many things

i see death as the beginning of life
but i can be a rather dark person lol

i enjoyed reading this

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, RiverSided.
j.