when we were Children of Eros

when we were Children of Eros

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto

when we were Children of Eros

 

 

let the impetuous love

frolic in its childhood

before maturity sets in

and we become parental, guarded

 

guarding our heart

the monitors set in place

infinite boundaries curbed in place

"careful" becomes the mantra 

 

"reckless abandon" is blasphemy

we forget those youthful imaginings

and set our romantic feet

in concrete

 

adolescent kisses

still taste,

but the lips shut down

just look, don't touch.

 

 

erin-cilberto

6/2/2020

© 2020 jacob erin-cilberto


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This is exactly the reason I can so easily slip into la-la land writing my books. That's where I am this freely loving nymph again . . . where everyone around me is frolicking in wild abandon with no judgment weighing things down & no fear of being hurt (like now, after a lifetime of getting hammered by fate). You express in creatively different ways (different from the way I portrayed it, but the same exact spirit) where I hope to take my readers (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

thank you for your kind words, Margie,
j.
Yes, with maturity comes an intuitive caution that can stop us in our tracks. Mistakes made and bad circumstances incurred will often trump the lost feeling of reckless abandonment once felt in a young and naive heart.

We long for the past and our youth and the feelings that arose making us feel alive and free. But the results that may have occurred that weren't so free are bound to hang like a dark cloud ready to spill a good storm.

With maturity also comes a wisdom the young are not privy to.

Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

thank you for your insightful review, Relic...
j.
Now being old and grumpy, I possibly view "impetuous love" with a somewhat jaundiced eye. There might something of envy behind this, but "reckless abandon" can sometime put one on thin ice. I think of all those gay guys who got AIDS back in the 80's after engaging in freewheeling sex, and it is definitely a cautionary tale.

Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

Yes, a cautionary tale...thank you for your words, John,
j.
Ah, the smell of teen angst and the roar of raging hormones. "before maturity sets in" many a bad situation has risen from the heat of the moment and many a teen bride along with forfeited youth. Romance is a baited trap set to look like true love. The animal self comes along and it snaps shut on the soul of its captive. I think all kisses are sweet but if I ever meet a Frenchman I may be forced to reconsider that epithet. (laughing) I'm all for retaining the vibrancy and imagination of youth though. I'm just very glad I'm well beyond those awkward and reckless years. But then again, I'm nestled in the security of true love and matrimony. I must not be so very old though, I do have a five year old running round the place, climbing into my lap for hugs. Now, THOSE are the sweetest kisses ever. I so enjoyed the read, my friend. Your poetry never fails to captivate and stimulate. Bless, F.

Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

What is your five-year old's name? I have seen the photos and she is a sweetie.
Thank you for.. read more
Fabian G. Franklin

1 Year Ago

She was named after Miss Bronte' and Miss Dickinson. :)
Ah...guarding the heart while reckless abandon becomes a blasphemy. I swore it would not happen to me...and yet it has. Your words always touch the deepest part of one's soul Jacob. ~Sharon

Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

thank you for your kind words, Sharon,
j.
reckless abandon of the youthful at heart is still possible, if not probable. I still think this is true it's just so much harder now to scale the walls with out a pair of hands to push you over :D

Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

yes, someone to push us over...even if the heart wants to...maybe the head is holding us back.
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Yes, loves young heart is candy coated, but like everything else these days, the veneer is thinner and just for show, just waiting its time until its eventual demise, where the bright and shiny shell leaves way for the keep out signs and barbed wire trenches leave us in no doubt that playtime is over and someone is gonna lose body parts if they don't tread carefully.
I know this feeling only too well Jacobb. Why else do you think I walk around like the goodyear blimp, wrapped in all that bubble-wrap? 😀

Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

ha ha, bubble wrap...thank you for understanding and for the smile, Lorry,
j.
Something about time and experience makes us cautious, careful.
It becomes easier to surround ourselves with boundaries than to feel, but risk losing that feeling.
I really enjoyed reading this.

Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

yes, those walls we put up...instinctive...thank you for your insightful words, Terra,
j.
I know those tight-lipped adults...Afraid to let go. They’re afraid of being hurt. So afraid that they’d rather not really love. They look so funny. Like trying to lick an ice cream cone superficially to get some taste but avoid toothache. A charade more like. Adolescent love may not be long lasting but I think it’s in a better spirit. Great poem sir!

Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

yes, better in spirit, because the approach is not with safety in mind...but just feeling with reckl.. read more
AJNJ

1 Year Ago

You’re very welcome dear sir.
Loved these words Jacob. A bit of recklessness is very needed in love. Taking risks, taking chances are all so important. They signify trust. Cautious, stilted responses are not really becoming of love!

Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

thank you for your kind words, Dhara...
j.
Dhara_Ditzy Kat

10 Months Ago

You're most welcome my friend

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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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