Sifting through the Palette

Sifting through the Palette

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


Sifting through the Palette

 

 

she's an artist,

but not the painting kind

or the writing kind

or the dancing kind

 

more the manipulator

with treachery as her water colors

my blood as her ink

and another partner

 

to help her will me away from her canvas 

when it's sunset

the colors want to run

but she can't

 

and i am stuck posing for her

with my nude heart

shivering from her cold brush.

 

 

erin-cilberto

4/28/18

© 2018 jacob erin-cilberto


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This poem displays your unsurpassed ability to craft an extended metaphor! I’m always in awe of your ability to do this & sad to say for the other writers on this website -- I’m always comparing others TO YOU . . . who try to pull off extended metaphors! *smile* This one not only delivers in form, but the message is also very powerfully stated! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 5 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

5 Years Ago

your review is very kind, thank you, Margie.
j.
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The cruel art
of an unkind lover
i love the references you placed her
quite intense

Posted 5 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

5 Years Ago

thank you for your words, Lingering Soul---
Upon my word dear jacob, the wench needs a darn good talking to if you ask me, and if that fails to do the trick, send her round to me........ Tis near perfect jacob, every darn stroke of it for sure.......Neville

Posted 5 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

5 Years Ago

thank you for your words, Neville.
j.
Neville

5 Years Ago

My pleasure entirely........Neville
Incredible metaphor and simile use in your depiction of this most evil of women..”the manipulator with treachery as her water colors”-holding her prey in thrall. Each eloquent verse a piece of her bloody canvas of broken hearts-“my blood as her ink”. Ascerbic, deadly, perfect.

Posted 5 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

5 Years Ago

"Ascerbic" love that word...thank you for your words, Annette...appreciate your insight.
j.
Annette Pisano-Higley

5 Years Ago

I love that word too! Always a pleasure j.:)
There is certainly an art to manipulation.
The palette consisting of the buttons to push to create the desired effect.
I am picturing an evil enchantress and yet she is likely a very troubled and misunderstood woman who has learned to play the field but is afraid to score for fear of striking out.

Posted 5 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

5 Years Ago

love your insights, Ana.
thank you for the visit and words---
j.
Ana Papaya

5 Years Ago

You're welcome :)
Men can be as bright as can be.
But a woman just has to do a certain thing.
Black widow spider comes to mind.

Posted 5 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

5 Years Ago

interesting surmise, Paul,

thank you---

j.
i like the poem unique theme unique style and unique content

Posted 5 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

5 Years Ago

thank you, sette,
j.
sette

5 Years Ago

you are welcome jacob
Second stanza so strong Jacob. The word treachery speaks a great deal( and another partner). I see bleeding from the wounds her claws have left. Wounds that are not healing. Deep wounds. Your title is excellent, great work. Universal theme. Many will relate.

Posted 5 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

5 Years Ago

thank you for your kind review, Christine,
j.
well done sir! so emotive and relateable ...a prison of decision eh!? oh my goodness what a she devil she is ...well done ... wow!
E.

Posted 5 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

5 Years Ago

thank you for your words, E.
j.
Aiii - why we allow others to paint us with their ways- some people don’t realise the damage they do and if only they knew how you lived them so but too caught up in their own self doubt and sadness- perhaps madness more like- breaks my heart- wonderful true expression of feelings- deep and full of emotion🌹

Posted 5 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

5 Years Ago

thank you for your insights, and very kind words, on this poem, Kelly.
j.
‘Thoughts In Time’🌹

5 Years Ago

Pleasure always🌹

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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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