zzzz's and gardens with different zip codes

 

zzzz's and gardens with different zip codes

 

 

you once encompassed all i could want

long before i could contemplate what i really wanted

 

i stood amazed and hobbled by the scent of you

the lack in sense of me

 

you kissed me into the ground

and covered me up in your embrace

i was red hot coals

leaning against cold stone

there was an epitaph etched 

before its time was meant to come

 

we were Adam and Eve

before Adam and Eve existed

we laughed in an uninvented garden

when it was just a twinkled plan in God's eye 

 

our love ran together 

unabashed, naked realizations

uncomplicated

the bare truth of what we were

we kept walking each other home

but never got there

 

now there is house that lingers on a street

and inside is you

outside is me

and all i could want

but totally different from what i got

 

you are the last glimpse

before my eyes blink closed for the night

all i could want

 

and yet,

even on another block

in another town

in another garden

 

i sleep quite well

on a pillow of soft memories

and with a slight smile

 

while Eden's eye

breaks, just a little.

 

 

erin-cilberto

12/23/17

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

A sadness permeates this amazing write with places, gardens and changing zip codes. Those naked realizations allow the mail to be posted to the right place or be lost in lingering. I love the back story about Adam and Eve and the comparison between the heavenly adress and the Earthly one. Brilliant.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your really kind review, Sami.
j.

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome.

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

A peak into your heart, your joy, your memories- thank you for this..we are in Eden with you, loving purely and with abandon..we laugh and cry with you and then we smile because you are whole and here, though Eden has grown over. Thank you for your ever-brilliant, Master-Class work my friend and Happy New Year to you!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

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

[R.E. Ray]

Jacob, perhaps my favorite of your poems (I'm still reading though). I've read hundreds of poems on this site, and most reveal an immaturity, relatively little life and its lessons. Even if I didn't know your background, I'd certainly conclude you've lived and loved long enough to learn a few things, some of which you've shared here.

You so simply but eloquently convey humility and a gentle self-confidence, gained from more than a few years of living, as expressed in "i sleep quite well...on a pillow of soft memories... and with a slight smile." It's the comfort with self, and the realization that happiness comes from within. That's my takeaway. I enjoyed this one very much. Thanks.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your very kind review, Robert---

j.

[Lydia Shutter]

Ah, new love....we all think it is the one and only love in the world that will ever count or has ever counted...until.... Still, if we can keep the good memories and smile remembering them, it is precious. Wonderful metaphor, Jacob. Lydi**

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, Lydi.
j.

[Corset]

I love this one J. I pictured Eden's eye as the dawning sun at the close of this, so sad about the separation. Why must this always be so I wonder?
when it seems so easy for everyone else.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

maybe that is the operative word..."seems"---
thank you, Corset...appreciate your insights..
j.

[Mary]

Erin, this amazing poem embraces first passion in a breathankingly beautiful way! So true, and well written; this is beautiful! Thank you for writing this!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Mary.
j.

[marilyn 1225]

your passionate oh so very well written description of your embraces and youthful joi d' vie and the comparison to being in eden's garden before eden is beautiful ------there is nothing like young love.. we think that we invented it...
yet the sadness remains as you enter the house sleeping fine but eden blinks great great work

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i really appreciate your words, marilyn...i am feeling lately like i am "written out"----you words are encouraging.
j.

[marilyn 1225]

you are a very prolific writer when you feel the urge again it will happen without you tryingread moreyou are a very prolific writer when you feel the urge again it will happen without you trying
know the feeling I do not want to write more the next day or maybe the next week or maybe... you encourage everyone else on here..

[Einstein Noodle]

"you kissed me into the ground" ...WOW! and
"we kept walking each other home" absolutely love that ..oh the memories of "walking you home" ..it was a big deal back then ;)
such a real shame we must leave the garden in exchange for a house :( there was a girl around the corner from me who i fell in love with in 8th grade ..oh how i did my best to gain her kiss ..alas .. she allowed a friendship but wanted a tall basketball player :((( poor poor me .. i was 4' 11" until i was 21 i think .. :)))))))))
enjoyed the read sir .. nice one
E.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

yes those tall guys...bummer...
thank you for sharing, E.
and i appreciate your kind review..i feel like i have exhausted my writing---and wonder what if anything will come next.
thanks again,
j.

[Einstein Noodle]

yeh...and the tall guy she liked was a good friend of mine as well ...life!! i"m sure you have been through a few of those empty places before eh!? what kinds of things do you do to find inspiration anew? if i may ask ..