JourneyA Poem by jacob erin-cilberto
a shot
of brandy and a turpentine dream
vanishes the colors absorbed in
white pure as the plum tree
blues in late August October shines with a
slight hangover leaflets handed out by
thinning branches saying "it's time
to reminisce and ready ourselves for our fall" the drunken grace we all
share smiles passing out in
grandiose fashion we are an oil painting
of past loves dripping in the heat of
a Harvest Moon as the white light snows
us in and we float to the
other side... erin-cilberto 10/17/19 © 2019 jacob erin-cilbertoReviews
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Added on October 17, 2019Last Updated on October 17, 2019 Authorjacob erin-cilbertoCarbondale, ILAboutOriginally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..Writing
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