Cold Heat

Cold Heat

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


Cold Heat

 

 

articles of configuration

of clothing scattered

of heart never mattered

sated appetite

abandoned principles

unbuttoned morals

scattered

 

moonlight shines through a window of skin

and we touch stars of triangulation

scattered

 

once we reprise the sin

echoes of laurels

 

scattered

 

come together 

scattered

 

feelings contrite

of heart never mattered

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

5/21/2020

© 2020 jacob erin-cilberto


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This is really great Jacob.....a true masterpiece.

Posted 1 Month Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Month Ago

thank you, Allie,
j.
Allie Brumfield

1 Month Ago

You're welcome
Cold heat. Great title. All the action without the heart being involved. Sounds like a lusty experience on reflection which is pricking the conscience. Causing some regret. We all have our regrets. We have to let them go. Another fabulous write Jacob.
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Chris

Posted 1 Month Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Month Ago

and I wish it were that easy to let them go...I surely do.
thank you, Chris.
j.
Well, the heart may not be in it but the heat seems to be. All the words are getting naked and nasty. This bears all the hallmarks of young (perhaps too young) love that hasn't quite figured out the basics yet. Hell, the coming together, falling apart, stuff reminded me of my first marriage. Some things in life looking back on them seem more like lessons than they did at the time. Hopefully, we learn to forgive our own mistakes and expectations along the way as much as those of others.

Posted 1 Month Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Month Ago

that is the key question, Fabian...can we forgive ourselves? yes.
thank you for your words,read more
I echo Emmajoy's remark, I enjoyed this write, I felt emotions through out this. Nicely expressed

Posted 1 Month Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Month Ago

maybe someday, i will go back and rewrite the ending...after all, we are all a work in progress, esp.. read more
choosen....Kay-T

1 Month Ago

too true,....
'moonlight shines through a window of skin - and we touch stars of triangulation - scattered ,,'
a superb use of words but..

Ouch! An afterthought, a regret, an honest appraisal.. or.. raw truth. Moments of regret tantamount to the snake's hiss, the self appraisal of what the hell, it never mattered anyway. A head over heel of words put so finely, tis a pity, there's not a happy ever after.

Posted 1 Month Ago


emmajoy

1 Month Ago

LAUGHING! It's that or.. detention!
jacob erin-cilberto

1 Month Ago

okay, so I'll be a "Breakfast Club" of one!
emmajoy

1 Month Ago

Laughing yet more.. tis a scribbling, happy day today, with brekkie on the side. Or should that be a.. read more
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Sounds like a moment of lust that has grown cold after the lust has been sated. There was no heart in this triangulation, just the flesh on the flesh with the heart, love and morals waiting outside in the corridor. Awesome imagery and metaphor with a sad undertone; a bit like scrawling a poem with no heart and soul. Wonderful work, sir.

Posted 1 Month Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Month Ago

i like that.."the heart, love and morals waiting outside the corridor"
thank you for your wor.. read more
To have passion and sex without love, well, that is like having the pancakes without the syrup, n'est pas? :) The imagery in this is super! "Articles of Configuration".....great play on words. So many layers here....but that is the norm with your poetry. Lydi**

Posted 1 Month Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Month Ago

thank you for your kind words, Lydi,
j.
Matters of heart never matter. The reprise is beautiful yet as cold as the moonlight that touched skin. In the pursuit of ecstasy, a lot gets scattered. Among them the contrite feelings. By the time we pick up the pieces, we have lost so much.

Posted 1 Month Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Month Ago

thanks for your insightful words, Peston...you reminded me of that song by the Average White Band, ".. read more
Pestonjee

1 Month Ago

I’ll check that out...

It was a pleasure all mine.

Hello Jacob.

This really captured the battle of conflicting human emotions and what we may gain, or lose, if we just give in to them.

Beautiful imagery in the lines ' moonlight shines through a window of skin, and we touch stars of triangulation scattered'


Jamie.

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Posted 1 Month Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Month Ago

thank you for your kind review, Jamie,
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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