hiding in the weeds

hiding in the weeds

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


hiding in the weeds

 

 

salute the dandelions

they make the rest of the lawn look good

even when it is sparse and depressing

 

those yellow cowards run amok

chasing hearts in lean stance

enveloping green sonnets in their grasp

 

with silent gasp

poets write of the serene

while choking on the words

 

that simply hide the chaos

in undaunted metaphor

and weak resolve.

 

 

erin-cilberto

2/8/2020

© 2020 jacob erin-cilberto


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As florists get dollar after dollar for Valentine's day this poem reminds me of the countless bouquets I have given and received. Not to mention a salad or two.

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jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

gotta love those salads...especially with a good dressing...
thank you, Cherrie.
j.
Love this , makes me feel almost proud to have dandelions in my garden.. they never give up.. they thrive for life and are almost like a ray of sunshine ☀️ on a dull embankment and I’m glad bees can make use of them .

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jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

i second your emotions, Katrina and appreciate your visit...
j.
I have spent a lifetime digging, mowing, picking dandelions but they persist.
Cowardly or not, I am releasing all our grassed areas to them, the wildflowers and the insects, but mostly for the endangered bees.
But I doubt I can do much about undaunted metaphors

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jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

i don't know if any of us can...
thank you, Dave,
j.
I think the "weeds of life" make us appreciate the bouquets we too often overlook. Dandelions, though, are food for the bees. Although we consider them to be garbage, bees thrive on them. Two sides to every story, right? So what is hiding in the weeds? Perhaps a beautiful gift. The metaphor is great. Lydi**

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jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

thank you for your kind review, Lydi,
j.
Multi layered poetry here. I especially like your first stanza because it reminds me of a friend's mum who loved the weeds in her lawn. She refused to mow it when the daisies and dandelions appeared because she said there was enough room for them all. Weeds when they flower have their own particular beauty. Dandelions are like bursts of sun, can really liven up some plain green grass and who can say anything bad about the humble daisy. I was also reminded of the riverbank which is choked with flowering weeds in summer which looks incredible and attracts so many butterflies. This is where you took me Jacob.

Chris

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jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

enough room for all...yes, the ugly and the beautiful....
inside most everyone is beautiful.... read more

"with silent gasp

poets write of the serene

while choking on the words"

Couldn't have been more beautifully expressed. I love this amazing and fine piece of writing.

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jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

thank you for your kind words, Fairy,
j.
another fine piece of melancholy as the poet drags inspiration from cowards and choking on words hiding in the weeds, scratching nettle sting poems into skin,

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jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

thank you for your kind review, gram,
j.
Some people are like those dandelions...over-bright, garish in an otherwise sedate, serene scape. Yellow cowards...opportunists...they move fast and choke the green out of us quickly. A sparse and lonely life is preferable to getting caught in their chaos.

And this is just one of the things that occur to me, reading this multi-layered poem. So finely written, dear Jacob.

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jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

i like where you took this DIVYA...fits well...you are an insightful poet and reviewer.
thank.. read more
Nicely written Jacob! I always enjoy reading your words. ~Sharon

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jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

thank you, Sharon...appreciate your visit.
j.
Hahaha! Cowardly ‘lions!!! 😂😂

Yes, I do respect the dandelion, I won’t fertilize, but I will fight back come spring with a dose of Turf Builder. They have to compete to keep their spots in the garden, and if the green grass wins, well then, so be it!

And that’s the extent of my gardening skills.

Your dandelions here are adorable, btw, so present company excepted!!!

Van Gogh has his irises, and here you are, Professor. Iconic yet again.

Adix



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jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

thank you for your words, Adix,
j.
Verse

1 Week Ago

You're welcome! True nature shines through, every time.

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jacob erin-cilberto
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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