Missions of Sin

Missions of Sin

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


Missions of Sin

 

 

 

blissful blitzkrieg 

maple leaves dive-bombing

like zeroes landing on a carrier lawn

 

bullet rains bashing

landscape emaciated

strewn clothing

 

enemy winter marches in frigid steps

bare trees await trial

prisoners of war

 

 

erin-cilberto

10/4/2020

© 2020 jacob erin-cilberto


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Great description of Fall. Here in Michigan, the trees are still doing well. No real cool weather yet. A Indian Summer for us. Thank you Jacob for sharing the entertaining poem.
Coyote

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

Indian Summers are beautiful...thank you, Coyote,
j.
And as we march to gather the fallen, rake in hand, we can thank them too, for the cardiovascular workout without end, as we can now see from the warmth of kitchen window, coffee in hand, that the stragglers who have since succumbed will continue to make this a thankless task and the cycle will resume into a grumbling tomorrow.
It would be too cruel to say you missed a bit, so will just assume it was intended, so the newly fallen weren't lonely 😀

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Weeks Ago

thank you, Lorry....yes, more grumbling.
j.
I see autumn as an exfoliation of nature allowing new growth. Winter is more of a long cold bath. As for us well if we were all evergreen we wouldn’t necessarily change. Nice write Jacob.

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Weeks Ago

but how boring that would be if we were all the same eh? thanks andrew,
j.
A perfect poem of Autumn aerial maneuvers where
bullets drop and land on landscape carriers. You have
the expertise of a test pilot. truly, Pat

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Weeks Ago

I don't know, Pat...I often crash the poems...but thank you.
j.
Weather change as war.
Autumn, in its last gasps, is destined to truly fall.
An unconditional surrender will be signed.

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Weeks Ago

thank you, Jimmy....
This is very visual Jacob. Loved the imagery of maple leaves dive bombing. There was a cold feel of winter here. I saw snow and the contrast of the red maple leaves was quite something. I also thought of warfare. I saw blood too.

Chris

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Weeks Ago

thank you for your words, Chris,
j.


these words make me think of a barren landscape, devoid of any colour except for those maple leaves and the silhouette of trees with raised branches as if surrendering to winter ..

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Weeks Ago

thank you, Neville,
j.

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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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