Bless me Father for i have Lived

Bless me Father for i have lived

 

 

 

there's frost on the windows

and silence in the barn

the cows are long gone,

black shutters shut against the temperament of time

 

the grass is overgrown from lack of grazing

hay stacked in a loft, unused

except for some high school sweethearts

earning their penance

 

dew dropped tracks of deer

scamper across a yard once filled with laughter

and sweaty palms rinsed by a summer hose

i Google then, look at it now

 

and hear the soft mooing of the Holstein memories---

shout at the lovers to be careful with their youth

 

time passes

and we all grow like unattended grass,

soon to be strangled by winter's dominance

 

as life passes into white

and photographs lose their sharp Slide luster

in the cold of tomorrow.

 

 

erin-cilberto

3/25/16

Reviews

[emmajoy]

However this man has lived.. he's left his mark - right or wrong.. '

This is what i call beautiful sadness. Tis such a reflective poem, a memory-packed almost wizened look at scenes wonderfully created but regretful - not fond, '.. black shutters shut against the temperament of time.. '

'we all grow like unattended grass, -- soon to be strangled by winter's dominance ' - such a tearful outlook, perhaps written at the wrong moment.. or maybe the right moment if words can exorcise...

Your words touch in a chilly way this time.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, emma.

j.

[emmajoy]

As ever meant kindly, J,.

[Dalton]

This piece weaves between nostalgia and apathy, and crushes the reader with its cynical conclusion — beautiful and brilliant it is.
I wish that the title were obviously explained in the lines. Please Jacob, offer one interpretation?
What does the godhead have to do with this grand reflection?
Lovely, lovely work.
Salute,
S

[jacob erin-cilberto]

a confession of sorts...like talking to a priest about regrets...thank you for your kind words, Dalton.

j.

[Dalton]

You're most welcome. Thank you for your explanation!
D

[highonwords]

the inevitable passing of time, of life, with the inevitable forgetting that comes with it all, we forget, but time in us doesn't forget - we must be sensible the way we live for the unforgettable memories, we live for it -

a very pensive write, jacob, against the ruler of time

regards,
steph

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your review, and insights, my friend.

j.

[highonwords]

you're welcome, my friend :)

best to you,
steph

[DIVYA]

A very gripping write on the inevitable winter and senescence of our fate. You penned it so well and sealed it so completely.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, DIVYA...

j.

[Wolf_Lord]

Bless me Father for i have lived... What a wonderful concept. I like this a lot. Wolf ,'', ^@@^ ,'',

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Wolf...

j.