stowaway

stowaway

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


stowaway

 

 

 

we shared so many rhymes

a poem of us unfolded

into stanzas of intellectual love

into lines of travesty

into arbitrary insult

into hearts withered by years

 

among shared syllables

among planted roses that never bloomed

among pretentious sorrow

washed by infectious tears

 

that festered into memories

and a poem with no closure

no wicked last line

to brashly attack the reader's melancholy

 

because it was never written down

there was only an inspiration

an aspiration

and then an expiration

 

as the page lacked characterization

and we never really bled into existence

 

only imagined circumstance.

 

 

erin-cilberto

6/10/19

© 2019 jacob erin-cilberto


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Indeed, some infatuations are exactly that...one way loves that never blossom...seemingly close, with aspirations to become something deeper, that suddenly dissipate...like smoke on a breeze.
Just a mirage of love that could have been...melding with the dream of what should have been...if only...if only!

A good write, j.

Posted 4 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

4 Months Ago

thank you for your keen insights into this write, Ted,
j.
The attempt to "connect" poetically feels like a tough experience in your poem! I love how your details keep transforming, verse by verse, into an ever-more unrecognizable blob of tortured intent! That's exactly how my love encounters usually go! *smile* (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 4 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

4 Months Ago

thank you for understanding and relating to this piece, although being able to relate is probably no.. read more
Very lovely little poem, very sad with some good descriptions with nice rhymes.
-there was only an inspiration
an aspiration
and then an expiration

It's always sad when a relationship slowly fades out.

Posted 4 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

4 Months Ago

thank you for your kind review, Mark...
j.
Almost, but not quite....a relationship that never quite blossomed. Parallel lines that never meet heading in almost the same direction...or so it seems. Was it all a fantasy? The metaphors in this one are superb. I enjoyed it. Lydi**

Posted 4 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

4 Months Ago

thank you for your words, Lydi.
j.
A love story going really bad
Between two intellectuals
the battle of words - or lack of

I miss your work ... so engaging

Posted 4 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

4 Months Ago

thank you for your kind words, Lingering Soul,
j.
Together on the journey but hearts apart.

Posted 4 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

4 Months Ago

thank you, Edie,
j.
The relationship may have been "a poem with no closure

no wicked last line

to brashly attack the reader's melancholy," but I dare say this poem has that. Always a pleasure to read your writing! -Diana

Posted 4 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

4 Months Ago

thank you for your kind words, Diana,
j.
Wow, J . . . I felt like I was falling down a well, or Alice's rabbit hole, a twisting wormhole in space as your words wound around each other like a snake in Eden's garden. Indeed you are the master of the spiraling poem!!!
T.

Posted 4 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

4 Months Ago

thank you for your descriptive review, Tom...
appreciate your words.
j.
your poems always give me several paths to walk in placing my imagined circumstance in its own special "spot" .. i suppose the poets G-spot :} L2 is just marvelous ..first two lines brings an intimacy that includes me as a reader and creative expression aficionado :)) i'm stowed away ... no closure :(
i think of all those creative bursts that are lost to the cloud for lack of pen and paper ... they seem so brilliant to me at the time ... a wonderment they are so easily forgotten .. you'd think i could remember a phrase long enough to get home and jot it ..but .. alas .. i never happens .. i like to think of them as meant for another .. as all those lost inspirations roll around the muse drops one on someone who is ready .. pen in hand ... i think that was you, jacob! another wonderful work with metaphor ..
E.

Posted 4 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

4 Months Ago

thank you for your kind review, E.
j.

.............. you are without any doubt the master of metaphor jacob.. when its over, write it into history

Neville

Posted 4 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

4 Months Ago

thank you, Neville,
j.

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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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