a.m.'s silent rustle

a.m.'s silent rustle

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto

a.m.'s silent rustle

 

 

 

 

6:06

broken sticks

protrude

from a barren tree of knowledge

i have depleted 

 

used to branch out in words

but got clipped,

sawed off at the syllables' joints

like arthritic knees

 

movement scratched

can't bend the mind there anymore

hard enough just to walk on a line or two

 

distance reaches with each tick of the clock

at 7:06

i'll be sleeping again,

the keys will watch over me

 

wishing i could still touch them.

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

10/8/16

© 2016 jacob erin-cilberto


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Some of your writings that deal with the difficulty of writing are your smartest works.

Posted 7 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

7 Years Ago

thank you for your kind words, KL...

j.
That's common to writers. Sometimes we lack inspiration to start or even finish an article.
But you did a great job!


Posted 7 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

7 Years Ago

thank you, Dhaye...

j.
Roses need a hard brutal prune to yield a fuller more fragrant blossom during the spring and summer months. I find it ironic that it's necessary to do this during the years harshest season. I think artists in general are much the same, use the hibernation of those months to cut away what is no longer needed for new fruit to grow, it's not a particularly pleasant thing to do but it's always worth it I would say. R xo

Posted 7 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

7 Years Ago

i love your insight, Rach...thanks so much for your visit and words.

j.
A bit of pruning is always good for opening up growth of new inspiration. Easy to get stuck in a rut and not write. This reminds me of writers block in a way. Lacking inspiration.

Posted 7 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

7 Years Ago

thank you, Ana...appreciate your words.
j.
The older I get the harder I find it is to get out of bed and get going. I the early bird gets the worm then I eat dirt.

Posted 7 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

7 Years Ago

thanks for the smile, Dale...

j.
We all go through phases as poets. Sometimes, the branches have an abundance of fruit. Other times, the squirrels come and eat it all! :) No matter, though, you always dig up the roots of another metaphor, my friend. I liked this. Lydi**

Posted 7 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

7 Years Ago

thank you, Lydi...i almost feel like my poetry is stuck in a rut, and must get really boring almost .. read more
Lydia Shutter

7 Years Ago

If this is a rut, there are many poets who wish to be in it with you! :)
An interesting write showing the phase that writers or poets go through for a while. The frustration, the helplessness a person undergoes is very well put. I especially liked the journey of this poem between two time points. The idea is unique.
Keep writing !!


Posted 7 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

7 Years Ago

thank you for your kind review, Bala.

j.
Masterful piece of work, j. The opening line is great, a good rhythm, almost like pick-up sticks. Now and then it feels like fall...well, it is actually, but for a writer there are moments that words defy us when they used to define us. Good write.

Posted 7 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

7 Years Ago

thank you for your insights, and kind words, Ted.

j.
Ah, the sore notes of a writers mind. Un-tuned and pruned to its roots, unable to retort the sour song that blocks a blissful path, all that is left is a writers subatomic wrath, using new words to cut a unseen path. Breaking into soil and ripping through the old roots a writer plants a new seed and lets your new work grow out of the old coarse woody debris.

Sorry I kind of jumped onto what you wrote but I still want to say that you wrote a great piece about something worse than writers block, it is the loss of connection between you and your work and isn't really writers block but anyway it was a great write as always.

Posted 7 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

7 Years Ago

i really appreciate your review...and what you said is so true.

j.
This poem seems to have a portent of frustration, Jacob. I'm not sure if it was meant to be autobiographical, but your prolific daily output would seem to deny this.
Regardless of my interpretation, I really enjoyed the metaphors that you employed.

Norman

Posted 7 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

7 Years Ago

thank you for your words, Norman...at times i am bottled up and it is frustrating...although i do se.. read more

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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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