the dark side of the sphere

the dark side of the sphere

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


the dark side of the sphere

 

 

the specter of a famous poet

like a jellyfish

poisons from his callous

collaborations with wives

and lives

 

reading his poems a danger to unsuspecting victims

with weak wills

 

don't put your heart into the water

he will have you floating on stagnant waves

while he swims with another

 

and you will wash up on shore

breathing stifled, noxious fumes from a halcyon sky

that belies stoic clouds to rise

before your abrupt sunset

which comes unfortunately predestined,

and stamps its legacy

 

sooner than your moon is ready.

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

5/7/16

© 2016 jacob erin-cilberto


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"before your abrupt
sunset
which comes unfortunately predestined,
and stamps its legacy

sooner than your moon is ready"

what a great phrase...........dana

Posted 7 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

7 Years Ago

thank you, dana...

j.
"As the world turns... So do the days of our lives". Ha. Or something like this.
However, your tone is serious here. It bodes a warning and a judgement.
The poetry is static with electricity! I can feel it tingle on the page.
Great to read your words again!

Posted 7 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

7 Years Ago

thank you for your very kind words, David...

j.
Oh the allure of the artistically-adept man ... the passions ... the moods ... the rapid shifting. Ah for a little stability and predictability ... but wait the young lady is easily bored. Simply ... we always want what we can't quite have ... best to cut the Byron's of the world a little slack because ... lol ... they'll take it anyway. Loved this write, Jacob:)

Posted 7 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

7 Years Ago

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

j.
Smooth talkers will eventually rot the truth and be left to decay alone.

Posted 7 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

7 Years Ago

we could only hope, Dale...we could only hope.

thanks,

j.
some of the most poisonous snakes are also the most beautifully colored creating the illusion of friendship and caring as it strikes deeply into the heart... of course once exposed and then pulling out their fangs renders them harmless... funny it also leaves them less colorful as well... But I always found cutting off their head is even more effective not to mention more fun!!! you are more than welcome to borrow my machete Jacob...

I mean who wants "noxious fumes from a Halcyon sky"? or a too early sunset and bad moon rising...

your metaphors are smoking with deadly aim Jacob...

redzone

Posted 7 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

7 Years Ago

thank you for your words Curt...

"i see a bad moon rising, i see bad times today"
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jacob erin-cilberto

7 Years Ago

Ted is already dead, otherwise i might have asked to borrow that machete...

:))))
Callous beauty finding the waters where wasted lives swim.

Regards,
Al

Posted 7 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

7 Years Ago

thank you for your words, Al.

j.
Anne and Sylvia inspired?
Had that feel. Love it.

Posted 7 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

7 Years Ago

thank you, Ana...

j.
Seems you have caught onto a bad spirited person
nothing worse

they radiate bad energy across the oceans

creepy ...... I must say you do well with dark poetry
Its pretty cool

Posted 7 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

7 Years Ago

thank you for your kind review, Curiosity..

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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