Purgatory Rising

Purgatory Rising

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


Purgatory Rising

 

 

it's a cold day in hell

i won't wait to tell

you i am leaving

and you will be grieving

me, in the gloaming

and roaming

to find me

somewhere in your rainbow

i was one of your colors

maybe the blue one

for tears,

or the red one

for years

of roses

it's a cold day in hell

i won't wait to expel

your memory

my sensory

path is distorted

it has been reported

 

i cannot forget you until

it's a cold day in hell.

 

 

erin-cilberto

10/29/2020

© 2020 jacob erin-cilberto


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Wow, a cold day in hell. I see flames frozen. The coldness stronger than fire. Fabulous imagery here, but the coldness has me reaching for extra layers of clothing. Every last drop of warmth has died. Heart is frozen solid. Like a glacier in winter, no chance of melting. Felt this one. I am still shivering.

Chris

Posted 3 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Years Ago

thank you for your words, Chris.
j.
Visually great. Am i the one or another one lost in the abyss of your reach. I don't want to be many. Not telling me leaves me in limbo aching for clarity.

Posted 3 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Years Ago

thank you for your words, duff,
j.
One always visualizes hell as a burning, blazing place so this poem opens up a new Vista for me. I love the imagery your words created for me. A cold day in hell to me means one of total deprivation of feelings and emotions where once there was love. The death of love. And it sure sends me shivering....

Posted 3 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Years Ago

oh, i like this take so much..thank you, Ditzy...
your reviews always show me something new a.. read more
Dhara_Ditzy Kat

3 Years Ago

You're welcome dear friend! Its inspiration drawn from your heart touching poetry!
Jacob, your poetry has always and still does move me to the core...astounding emotion articulated here...

Posted 3 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Years Ago

thank you, dear Ruth,
always appreciate your visits and kind words,
j.
This piece simply flows in a tide of vitriol as hell freezes over the relationship. Such wonderful wordplay all the way through this one Jacob as you score a hat trick this morning!

Posted 3 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Years Ago

thank you for your words, John, I would love to hold Stanley's Cup, just for a few seconds...
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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 a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..

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