aisles, i'll's, and isles between

aisles, i'll's, and isles between

 

 

 

imagine

if a touch didn't ignite

if lips met, there was just indifference

if words of sentiment were absorbed into deaf ears

if eyes didn't lie

if arms couldn't quite reach

 

imagine

then

look at me

 

look at you

 

and forget we ever said

"i do"---

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

2/28/19

Reviews

[Neville]

Ouch.... if I'm not mistaken.. there can be no mistaking what may have served as bitter inspiration ... a darn good bit o writing tho & true.... sometimes, it just feels so much better when its out & aint that the truth..... Neville

[jacob erin-cilberto]

yes, thank you for your kind words, Neville,
j.

[Neville]

a splendid poem jacob but in that sad way only poets can tell... and mere mortals relate... N.

[Einstein Noodle]

wow...i feel so much pain in this ..years of sad tragic changes as two people fall away from one another ..i think it striking that among the darkening the one bright spot is honest eyes .... and so an ability to face hard facts when things are over ...and so all the suppressed feelings and thoughts flood the protagonist ... and i suppose the antagonist as well ... whew .. for me very emotive, creative, tightly packed free form ... :(
E.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

so true, thank you for your words, E.
j.

[andrew mitchell]

Time dilutes all passions, all loves from intensity to luke warm. A clever write and a very witty, catchy title. all in all so eloquently said.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, andrew,
j.

[john l smith]

the winter of their discontent became a year-round thing?
Sometimes those romantic isle thingies fade in the face of reality.
Which one was left standing at the pigeon polluted station?

[jacob erin-cilberto]

maybe both? at opposite ends taking different trains.
j.

[Relic]

Minutes before seeing this one of those things popped up online about robots. Being automated and having as much emotion as something making burgers or bolting car parts is not my idea of romance. :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

me either...thanks for your words, Relic,
j.

[Ted Kniffen]

That comely land of happy smiles...doesn't last long against her wiles. Too late the discovery that the aisle separates two lonely isles. One rising from the waters, the other sinking below the waves of discontent.
Fated to live an Abba existence...Knowing me knowing you...but now there is no you.

Sadly...still a good write.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

that was my favorite song of theirs...I really like your metaphorical reply...of course i would..thank you, Ted,
j.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

This is so, so deep and forlorn in the realisation that the very things that caused the spark have dimmed and left the stage and the star actor has gone her own way even when the director wants her to stck to the script.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

yes, most say, "to hell with scripts" and life seldom turns out the way we script it to.
thanks, John,
j.