of love and life we write

of love and life we write

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto

of love and life we write

 

 

 

too much drivel about loves

found and lost

abused at a heart's cost

and those peaceful white doves

imploding with hate

the world is mad

kindness we relegate 

to those who had

but never shared

never dared to be human

too much drivel about loves

found and lost

a poet's bane

to write sad crap

to fill the gap

between feelings and dealings with the heartbreaks

of life,

amid the strife

of a world gone mad

imploding with hate

but that's our fate

to pick up the pieces

tape them back together with crazy glue

and how about you?

 

do you write 

too much drivel about loves

found and lost

abused at a heart's cost

or are you too poor of pen

crapped on by those peaceful white doves

to share

if you dare

 

to be human

imploding with love

picking up the pieces

of the feelings, the dealings, the heartbreaks

of life.

 

erin-cilberto

5/14/19

© 2019 jacob erin-cilberto


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Poetry has such a human and vulnerable aspect to it. One knows one is writing what has been written and said countless times before, yet it is vital to the soul to pick up the pen and write the drivel. As people who can find an outlet only through words, there is sometimes little choice. So I often compromise with my mediocrity, pick up my pieces and be my human self, imploding with love on the paper.

Posted 4 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

jacob erin-cilberto

4 Months Ago

i am right with you there, DIVYA...i drivel all the time...we need to.
j.



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If, indeed, as I think poetry is . . . the act of witness . . . then to turn away is to deny the power of the word. Poems of a perfect nature (all is well in heaven and on earth) are a moments release from the hardships of life . . . but the poems born out of sorrow and one's relinquishment to it's reality are what a reader remembers for a long time. As I've written elsewhere, I don't believe poetry is meant to change people or situations (as William Stafford has written). It doesn't have that kind of power. But it has the power of remembering . . . the poet should not turn away or else all our sorrows were for naught and we will never learn from them.
T.

Posted 4 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

4 Months Ago

Amen to what you have said, Tom...i concur wholeheartedly...thank you for these comments,
j.
Absolutely loved this, no one likes the poems filled with anger and hate, these are not potable, but still about love, and as for the twee, well I agree with your views, excellent poem, more power to the word

Posted 4 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

4 Months Ago

thank you for your kind review, Shazbatt,
j.

of love and life we do indeed, but there are so many other things besides, and I feel the need to cram as many of them in while there is still some light, and then when gone, let others write.. and true.. Very well penned jacob...
N.

Posted 4 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

4 Months Ago

thank you for your words, Neville,'
j.
Neville Pettitt

4 Months Ago

You are most welcome jacob
N
Taking chances in life is the only true way to truly live. The greatest chances we take is in loving others.
To pen those feelings on paper takes a brave heart.

Posted 4 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

4 Months Ago

yes, it does, thank you, Dale,
j
It takes a lot of guts to throw emotions on the page...opening them up for the world to see. Sometimes I write a poem just to make myself feel better, but I never post it. Some feelings are just too personal. I don't think any poem about love or life is drivel. When I read a poem about a topic often expressed, I say, "hey, I am not alone" and that is a good thing. Lydi**

Posted 4 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

4 Months Ago

very true, Lydi...implosion of love...poems often are...and we need them...
thank you for you.. read more
A satirical take on a poet's obsession: loved the poignant content of your message! But remember; 'Love'

…12 Now we see but a dim reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known. 13 And now these three remain: faith, hope, and love; but the greatest of these is love.
What would we do without it...
:-)

Posted 4 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

4 Months Ago

thank you for your wise words, Phill,
j.
Poetry has such a human and vulnerable aspect to it. One knows one is writing what has been written and said countless times before, yet it is vital to the soul to pick up the pen and write the drivel. As people who can find an outlet only through words, there is sometimes little choice. So I often compromise with my mediocrity, pick up my pieces and be my human self, imploding with love on the paper.

Posted 4 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

jacob erin-cilberto

4 Months Ago

i am right with you there, DIVYA...i drivel all the time...we need to.
j.
Are you sending yourself up here Jacob? That's the feeling I am getting here from your lines. I am another one that sometimes thinks, oh here I go again. Same topic. However we write where our muse takes us and there are many different angles to the same theme. We also tend to stick to our own experiences and what we know rather than stray into unknown territory. I am very comfortable with poets writing about anything which drives their pen. I know that sometimes, what I think is my drivel turns out to be from a reader's point of view my best stuff. I say to poets, splash it across the page. Write about anything you wish and long may you do so. Relatable words Jacob.

Chris

Posted 4 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

4 Months Ago

yes, splash it...i agree...i was poking at myself some, but also taking the point of view of those w.. read more
Christine Anne Shaw

4 Months Ago

They are very necessary. Part of the healing process I would say Jacob.
This made me pause for breath. I love its rhyming, questioning, nay challenging voice. That of a defiant teacher and artist who also feels slightly unsure himself. I think emotion has everything and nothing to do with art. Poetry consists of words and there are those who can stich together form to create the most classical of verse. And there are those who can only put words in strings if they feel compelled by the emotional hit in their veins. And there are those in between both worlds. Does it matter? Well yes for art without emotion is mere fabrication, a mere reflection with little substance, a Trojan horse filled with pseudo horse s**t! Oops got carried away. There goes that emo side again!

Posted 4 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

4 Months Ago

stringing classical verse...that just looks good but has no feel...exactly...from the heart and gut... read more
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Gee
The death of my father in law got me to picking up a pen as it was easier for me to write than say.
I personally think each to their own,( saying that though the " woe is me" brigade get right under my skin) and many folk will write only of that which deeply affects them, or has deeply affected them.
Good morning Jacob, hope you are well :)


Posted 4 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

4 Months Ago

thank you, Gee...i think there is a place for all kinds of poetry, and we write what deeply affects .. read more
Gee

4 Months Ago

You are most welcome.
All good here, thank you.

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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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