seasons curved in sway

seasons curved in sway

 

imagine a snowfall in June

hearts afire with white flame

and incandescent skin tanned in dimpled decor

burn tracked veins of cold blood

 

a lover's venom

swift blue

 

 

it's December in March

            and I couldn't feel further

from mirth

 

---because the birth

             of us

 

is an aborted blizzard 

 

frost bite

             a translucent reminder 

 

i did once

            love you.

erin-cilberto

3/11/17

Reviews

[Isabella Ivy]

This seems to me a chilling description of how a heart can change toward another, usually due to disappointment and blatant disregard for the love shown(?) You certainly have a way! Most can't do this with words. I know I can't. I.I.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, I.I.

j.

[Isabella Ivy]

My pleasure :)

[redzone]

you never lose your metaphors to the brutal winter blizzards nor to those too oft reminders of a "once love"... I think it is true that all the seasons curve and sway, each giving no reprieve to loss and regret or from pain... it is always a joy to read you Jacob... and I agree with others, those last few lines, burn holes in ones heart... freezer burns...

redzone

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, Curt.
j.

[MsJewel]

So many great lines in this one Jacob - and the last two absolute perfection. A keeper for me :) Julie

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Julie

j.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

There is no joy, not even the sun brings warmth to a heart frozen in time with the regret, pain and longing of lost love. You are the director of your own motion picture company-in words Jacob.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

you are very kind , John...thank you.

j.

[Kelly Scheppers]

Your closing lines always make me lose my breath, Jacob.

...always.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Kelly...
j.

[Shy Joe]

I find myself without words when I read this. I feel as if I learn something new from your poetry every time I read it. Seasons Tug-of-War is a relationship of hellos and goodbyes. Exhilarating and bittersweet. Always a pleasure Jacob.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, Shy Joe...
j.

[Alfred Kukitz]

This sounds like the Coming snow storm we might be getting Monday night. Oh winter can you leave us to spring?

Regards,
Al

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i don't think winter felt she had enough during the months she was suppose to roar.

j.