telltale keepsakes

telltale keepsakes

 

 

in the junk drawer,

my heart,

under old tattered scarves

and saddened lingerie 

 

memories of nights of silken wonder

texture of skin and bone

the revelations

in the junk drawer

 

forgotten taboos

the in-between relationship

the November kind of love

but you've forgotten

 

and put your mirror

on the other side of your vanity

and my face is no longer behind you

the arms of my echoed voice

 

whisper in muscled tones

but you're in a different room altogether

and i'm shuddering in the dark

 

of my own token loneliness.

 

 

erin-cilberto

1/22/17

Reviews

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

Oh how I would have cherished learning more, had you been my teacher. I was so pliable in those times. Still in the sealing of my mind set you creep in and deliver exploration. I am eternally thankful that even in your short absences you leave me with something new to grasp. HAPPY TUESDAY J!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your very kind words, Queenie...you encourage me.

j.

[Jon Roggie]

Easy to fall into memories of the past, especially during times of being alone. Well said jacob.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your comment, Jon.

j.

[Sami Khalil]

Your voice echoes the void of loneliness and your memory behind herself. Some are for keepsakes and some to be tossed away. Every token of the past is hanging of remembrance or forgetfulness...An excellent one, sir...:).............

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Sami.

j.

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome. ....:::;)))))

[Coyote Poetry]

Powerful and beautiful use of words and thoughts.
"and put your mirror
on the other side of your vanity
and my face is no longer behind you
the arms of my echoed voice"
The above lines I liked a lot. All of us have a secret places for hidden memories. Thank you Jacob for sharing your amazing poetry.
Coyote

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, Coyote.
j.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome Jacob.

[andrew mitchell]

i really liked this, i felt i was a detective looking for clues and i was reminded of a song Nights in White Satin came to mind, great wording Jacob. loved the detail and imagery

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, andrew,
j.

[alanwgraham]

Yes! I sometimes fear digging around in the dark recesses of my mind too much. There are too many illusions and I don't really want the gift to see myself as others see me! I just wish i had the gift to express these ideas in your poetic way.
This is great writing.
Regards,
Alan

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, alan....

j.

[DIVYA]

Old closets and drawers are always interesting to open and rummage through the junk. There is so much there that was once held close to the heart but now lies discarded. Some like to revisit those places, those memories yet others like to shut them away forever. Beautifully written Jacob.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your very kind review, DIVYA...
j.

[DIVYA]

You are welcome Jacob...