battle cry

battle cry

an arsenal of words

a barrage of love poems

all the syllabic ammunition at my disposal

a hand grenade heart

exploding in your direction

yet,

you didn't hear a thing

you didn't feel a thing

my war was over before it started

my retreat

an anomaly

hiding in the brush

of blush.

erin-cilberto

9/13/19 

Reviews

[barleygirl]

Love your powerful war-related imagery to convey how sometimes we are on such a different wavelength than the object of one's affection, that person evidently not picking up any signal at all! *sigh!* Fondly, Margie

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Margie,
j.

[Kent Rawski]

This is a common battleground that can foster resentments in the end we lick our wounds and wonder how life will play itself out indeed i have though t several times this play is acting itself out and i am a pawn but and a big one i have the power of choice end of rant nice poem jacob of inner thoughts

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your insightful words, Kent,
j.

[Lorry]

We can have all the ammo and preparation in the world, but some have shields of invincibility, that deflect back only our own vulnerability.
I heard them celebrate their victory, but can't remember waving a white flag. I'm not coming out until I know its safe 😀

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, Lorry,
j.

[Pete]

he sure gave it all he had, pulling at all the stops but alas it was not meant to be. must be mind-boggling and staggering how many times this scenario has played out. all's fair in love and war doesn't seem to apply. a hard reality to swallow. the heart wants what it wants no matter ... :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your insightful review, Pete,
j.

[kentuck14]

happens more than not!! I think of all the times I fell in love with certain faces . . . fell in love from afar,
fell in love with an image I planted in my mind . . . What life hasn't been lived-out in such a way?!
T

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for understanding and relating, T,
j.

[Dave]

To love and lost and then find the other person wasn't even interested in the battle. It seems, at times, that love can be very cruel.

Take care - Dave

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Dave,
j.

[Lydia Shutter]

Unrequited love.....one is totally unaware and the other embarrassed. A story that repeats itself over and over. The metaphor is great. Lydi**

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, Lydi,
j.

[TheJordBaker]

Once more your imagery and eye for insight are brilliant here, Jacob.

Very well written

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Jordan,
j.

[MomzillaNC]

Oh yes… that embarrassing moment when the person we're interested in does not notice us at all. Very well penned.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, Momz.
j.

[Neville]

they say love is blind... I believe some times some people are so full of other stuff, they just dont notice what lays before them... then there are the others of course, who maybe see things that are not really there to be seen.... Metaphorically speaking, I suggest a deep breath, a step back and prepare for a full on onslaught upon the morrow.... Another good un here jacob sir if ya dont mind me sayin.... just sayin :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your keen insights on this piece, Neville...

appreciate you my friend.
j.