abuse of art

abuse of art

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


abuse of art

 

 

words pistol-whipped to fit

into bloody stanzas

told to straighten up and fly right

to rhyme right

to rhythm right

to mean just one thing

not one more thing

just that one thing

that the poem confessed

alas the truth serum worked

 

a few of the words escaped

now the rhythm is askew

and some of the rhyme

i ask you

 

was it slant rhyme?

and is it still near?

 

can we capture it again?

or should we just let it run free verse?

 

and are meanings beaten out of poems

really meanings?

 

or just tired poems

giving in.

 

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

3/5/2020

© 2020 jacob erin-cilberto


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For some, there's just no way to get by without a gun. (I find this notion of "pistol-whipping" words a bit humorous. Am pretty sure I know someone who does that.)
Being a "Mary had a little lamb" kind of poet makes me a poor authority on the subject, but I see something similar happening in some stories, too. May all our endeavors be thoughtful and not hurried.

Posted 2 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Months Ago

Yes, we can only hope they are not hurried...although I am more of a conduit than a writer....so my .. read more
I will be honest with you, your title is captivating and that's why I clicked on this. As I first read your poem, I was confused but when I read farther, I understood. Your style of writing is original and creative!! this is a masterpiece!! I'd love to see more of your work

Posted 7 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

7 Months Ago

thank you for your kind words, mariposa,
j.
i think you have been trying to write a sonnet .... hahaha



Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

What's a sonnet? :))))
I think sonnets and I would get along like mixing chocolate syrup wit.. read more
Stella Armour

1 Year Ago

think so too Jacob, a alot of my sonnets end up being something else lol
Another creative
and we'll crafted piece
of fine art from your
ever flowing pen.
love the words
pistol -whipped
to fit....good one


Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

thank you for your kind words, Fran..
j.
A classic ode, or a chalk scribble on a wall, it matters not, what counts is the journey a poem can take you on; interpretation being one of the great joys gifted to the reader.

Art is art; form, just physical structure, which needs the beating heart of a poet to gift it life.

Beccy.

Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

thank you, Beccy...love your perspective...
j.
A deliciously vicious job of dicing up my tendency to overwork a poem! *wink! wink!* Sheesh! It isn't that my OCD rhyming destroys any meaning that might've been freed from my words . . . the reality = there wasn't any meaning in that poem anyway & all I got to give is the crazed spill of tortured verse! Kidding aside, there are poets who can ONLY torture verse to form & I love how you put starched stanzas in the blender & frappe it into smoothie! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

thank you, Margie...hope you are staying healthy, with what's going on.
j.
I can't force out words. I need good song and good reading.
"words pistol-whipped to fit
into bloody stanzas
told to straighten up and fly right
to rhyme right
to rhythm right"
I did like the above lines. To pistol whip some words. Hard to do. Thank you Jacob for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

thank you for your kind words, Coyote...
j.
Coyote Poetry

1 Year Ago

You are welcome Jacob.
oh My!!! I always knew You to be brilliant and each time You surprise us with Your creatively smart talent but here it's something really exceptional, a fine art from a fine bard. always, always and ALWAYS what matter is the true heart who is flowing in the words rhythm-ed to its beat, the pure essence of us, in the thoughts, in the feelings... anything forced will be read with the same "force" feeling. amazing amazing write Mr. Jacob! Thank You 💕

Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

thank you for your very kind words, Light.
j.
dear Jacob... you are a strict teacher, but brilliant... you are a collection of the fine art of poetry. Where is the Key to your secrets?
truly, Pat

Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

just a lucky muse....i am merely a conduit...i don't feel responsible for most of what i write...jus.. read more
Patricia Wedel

1 Year Ago

Greatness is judged by a person’s humility.
Even I have a wee leprechaun muse. Top of th.. read more
I shall exhaust my meter whip until those lines rhyme in proper time! Tap, tap, tap! Snap to! Stand at attention there, 2nd verse!

Posted 1 Year Ago


Wanda Vergara-Yates

1 Year Ago

but i'm rather fond of my head. I'd prefer to keep it.
w.
jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

sorry, go ahead...ha ha, was just thinking of Herman's Hermits...with your reply....
j.
Wanda Vergara-Yates

1 Year Ago

It is too much fun sparring with you. is good to spur me forward.
w.

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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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