twisted forecast

twisted forecast

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


twisted forecast

 

 

ambivalent skies

blue to gray heart

inevitable storms invade

future memories

 

rain is sometimes soft

just touches the petals gently

 

other times we are swept away

violently absorbing the pelting winds of change

 

sun for some is rare

we reach towards it

with longing

 

but days of smiles seem shorter

than 24 hours,

 

while the aftermath of storms

feels like years.

 

 

erin-cilberto

7/19/18

© 2018 jacob erin-cilberto


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Enviable pairing up of weather and poetry.

Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

thank you, Leslie.
j.
dear Jacob... “the aftermath of storms
feels like years”. Yes, indeed, it takes a lot of adjusting to accepting. A spiritual connection is in our heart... and eventually we find that it helps us survive... like a poem we keep in our pocket or a locket of courage. truly, Pat

Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

thank you for your insightful and kind words, Pat.
j.
I love the last line. It really brings it all into view.Thank you for sharing!

Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

thank you, Austin.
j.
I agree my friend. Hard storms take many years to heal. Thank you Jacob for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

thank you for your words, Coyote.
j.
Coyote Poetry

1 Year Ago

You are welcome Jacob.
Nice poem and usage of words

Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

thank you.
j.
Beautifully metaphoric poem how fitting and delightful to ponder on a enjoy.

Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

thank you, Dee!

j.
Always love your metaphors Jacob. Life sure does happen that way. Sunny times seem so short and the clean up after the storms really do feel like forever.
And the invading future memories...that is sticking with me.

Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

thank you for your kind words, Jen.
j.
These are sublime metaphors using the elements of nature to tell your story.As in most cases in my life, the bad moments last all day and there is never enough time in the day to appreciate the good.

Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

thank you for your kind review, KC.
j.
You do well with the extending metaphor.

Memories can indeed touch us softly like rain on petals, a tinge of nostaglia, a small smirk when a kid reminds us of our childhood..

And other memories can attack us like thunderstorm, horrify, chill and paralyze us.

Like the way you painted the theme.

Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

thank you for your kind words, Alessander.
j.
You remind me of C Wright Mills.

Have you ever read "The Power Elite"?

For some reason this reminded me of that.

It was a beautiful day in northern illinois today. I hope it was the same down south.




Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

thank you for the visit and the comparison...and yes, nice day down here. And the weather in the Bah.. read more
With a D Dave

1 Year Ago

It's always beautiful in Nassau.

I live in Johnsburg Illinois though.

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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 two community colleges and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. Friending works two ways. If we have had .. more..

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