Iscariot's Dream

Iscariot's Dream

 

 

 

billowy martyrs

the break up of cumulus lovers

a sky bleeding from veins of monotony

 

we were once thunder

but the sound diminishes

a leaf or two will bend their ear

 

but we die on a cross of discontent

distance is in the wood

the smiles are just nails that do us in

 

pin us to our dispassionate pain

and remind us of the long walk 

that gets us to our resting place

 

facing opposite horizons

we weep for what we were

and keep the memories

 

as a kiss of betrayal.

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

3/10/18

Reviews

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

Wonderful imagery and metaphors-“a sky bleeding from veins of monotony”- perfection in verse. Bleak as ‘martyr’ clouds crying for their “cumulus lovers”, now swept away... Impeccable language form, flow, rhythm... I read the pain in the words and think of Casablanca with Bogey and Bacall parting for “opposite horizons”... Disillusioned, betrayed, condemned by Judas’ kiss. Masterpiece.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

just love that movie..."here's lookin' at you kid"---
thanks for your words, Annette,
j.

[Chris]

Awake as normal - 3-ish. Up and wandering the glass. Now at 450 A.M., coffee in hand. This one "angered" me. I had to think about it a bit. Why and what... And honestly I still am not sure. Who DO you blame when you finally run through all the culprits? Chuckling here... Seems we still want an awe-full lot for our nickel(s)... G'morning Jacob.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i guess we only have ourselves to blame in the end, don't we, Chris?
thanks for visiting in the a.m.---
j.

[Coyote Poetry]

Honest, sad and powerful words shared my friend.
"facing opposite horizons
we weep for what we were
and keep the memories"
The above lines. Perfect. Thank you Jacob for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, Coyote,
j.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome Jacob.

[h d e rushin]

"but we die on a cross of discontent
distance is in the wood
the smiles are just nails that do us in"/


wow! Whitman condemned us to write like this in requiem to the saint hood of Dickinson and Plath. More than mere confession, in fact, way more than that. But an inner investigation of self as the observer. Betrayal is always older news...........great poem my friend./ dana

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your insights as always...and your very kind words, dana.
j.

[Alfred Kukitz]

i’m reading this is disbelief. what astounds is the talent writing on life gone wrong with a heavy dose of profundity.

regards,
al

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, Al.
j.

[CD Campbell]

I love your work, but sometimes I find it hard to review. I re-read this about four times maybe. Some stanzas more than others. There is this sigh at the end that I do after reading the whole. It's not a weak sigh as you would after reading something romantic or endearing, it's a sigh that comes out when you face this wall, come to an end, and there is nothing left to say. The only thing that I can do is acknowledge another strong, but painfully beautiful poem. CD

P.S. I did like the religious association with the betrayal.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I appreciate your reads on this one CD...thank you for your words...
j.

[‘Thoughts In Time..]

All we can do is be true to ourselves and others and true love conquers all and will find a way- if not it wasn’t meant to be- we land up where our choices take up but we must never give up and stop believing- keep keeping in- until the bitter end there’s still much beauty and wonder out there no matter what🌹

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your wonderful insights, Kelly...appreciate your time to read and comment.
j.

[‘Thoughts In Time’🌹]

Always the greatest of pleasures kind sir🌹

[Neville]

Not since has there been a kiss so much maligned and personified. The ultimate betrayal magnificently portrayed here, another one I wish I had written myself.............

[jacob erin-cilberto]

you are very kind, Neville...thank you for your words...

j.

[Neville]

My pleasure jacob as always.....N

[Jon Roggie]

I admit it. I consider you one of the more classic romantic. This leads to an interpretation of a longing break-up.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Jon

j.

[andrew mitchell]

Quite unique this piece, had images of Greek Gods which at one time we looked up to, turned out to be disappointing and the Life of Brian imagery, a road of misery lined by crosses as a sign of discontent and defiance. Anyway a lovely write on how some memories stick around to haunt us.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your insightful words, andrew...

j.