Diplomas and alliterative regrets

Diplomas and alliterative regrets

 

 

elementary education in love

the early years teach us 

to say goodbye

to be self-centered,

find no compromise

for girls to hate boys

and boys to hate girls

 

to fail

to have do overs

and fail

to be curious

and fail

 

high school education in love

teaches

freedom to be ourselves

to journey to the back seat

and agree with heavy breaths

brake lights turned off

pregnant pauses between the pages

of lectures

 

college education in love

Master’s degrees

in finding the sweet spot

putting the books aside

dorm room rendezvous'

two bodies studying together

 

eventually the Doctorate in love

we have the diploma

that hangs on the wall

in our living room

so others can peruse

be taken aback by our 

amour-academia achievements

 

then ask why we live alone.

 

 

erin-cilberto

9/22/2020

Reviews

[Ted Kniffen]

Too many nights and too many Miller Lights make Jack a little less able to concentrate ... although it seems
that those back seat rendezvous are well remembered.

A little shot of the past that reminds us love was more than just the summer of '69

Good one j. thanks for the walk down memory lane.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Ted,yes, what a summer that was.
j.

[Cassie]

Sadly!!! People concentrate so much on academic qualifications and forget the social lives

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Unfortunately, Cassie, i made college much harder by remembering the social life a bit too much.
read moreUnfortunately, Cassie, i made college much harder by remembering the social life a bit too much.
shame on me.
j.

[Beccy]

Will say little more than I love this jacob, so cleverly wrought.

Problem is of course, and as we all know, most people rarely get to doctorate level;
and even if they do, it's a fair bet is it not, that they will sadly remain little more than
'star crossed' experts, when it comes to the age old slippery subject of love. :))

Beccy.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your insightful words, here, Beccy.
This poem appreciates your visit...as it has only had a few guests sign in...:)))

[Beccy]

Confess,that of late I have been somewhat absent from the cafe; plus I have have hardly put pen to paper for weeks now.

Am in throes of moving house, first time in almost fifteen years and the current covid situation is not helping. Hopefully it will all be done and dusted pretty soon and I can get back to the more important and enjoyable task of reading and writing poetry. :))

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Good luck with the move, and I look forward to reading new work from you...always enjoy your profound poetry, my friend.
j.

[Chris Shaw]

Through the stages of learning and building relationships. They are like sandcastles Jacob. Some last longer than others. You get much pleasure from building them up but they are all doomed eventually because nothing lasts forever. When the tide turns....... I felt regret here Jacob and remembered what fine company cats are and that not everything that happens is within our control. Great poetry, so much going on in these lines.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your understanding, Chris..

j.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

This is another powerful piece filled with a deep brittle vitriol as the scornful tone attacks the way in which we are taught, encouraged to build (or not) relationships. This flows from word to word like all your poetry Jacob and is awe inspiring!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, John,
j.