Chance

Chance

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


Chance

 

 

amusing pulchritude

smiles galore

eyes intensely journeying into my soul

 

I have withheld far too long

Toes need to touch tears

of past wading

 

hourglass sands sifting ceremoniously

stranded on that beach of longing

now is the last now

 

the water is blissfully cold

but the tears have warmed

my heart too old

 

to wait.

 

 

erin-cilberto

11/15/2020

© 2020 jacob erin-cilberto


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Dear Jacob, I am thinking here, nothing ventured nothing gained. If chances were there and haven't been taken you have only yourself to blame. When the sand is slipping through that hourglass it is a constant reminder that time is running out. Love is not measured by age, it is for everyone, young and old alike. A sad reflection you have poemed here.

Chris

Posted 1 Week Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

thank you for your kind words, Chris,
j.
A missed chance can last a lifetime, the number of times I didnt ask a girl out at high school that I had a crush on in fear of rejection still haunts me today, if only! She was so beautiful back then I wonder how she is doing now lol.

Posted 1 Week Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

I had a grade school crush...she never knew....was going to tell her at a reunion, thought we would .. read more
Is it a chance or the last chance? We see here one on the short end of that hourglass, knowing perhaps it's now or never. Sounds as though there have been many bad innings, but the game ain't over until it's over.

Posted 1 Week Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

So Yogi Berra isn't the only one who thinks that...
but as he says and we all know..."it's ge.. read more
"now is the last now"....truer words were never written. No matter what it is you need to do, do it now. Tears of the past do not foretell the future. Time to stop that hourglass and act now. Lydi**

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

Absolutely, thank you, Lydi,
j.
To quote a Neville Brand line from a John Wayne movie, Cahill US Marshal, "Nothing's ever too late...if you love it."

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Weeks Ago

Wasn't that same flick in which he said..."I won't, I won't, the hell I won't....or maybe that was M.. read more
Fabian G. Franklin

1 Week Ago

That was McClintock. My wife hates John Wayne but I'm an old western aficionado. I like the good wes.. read more
jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

Tombstone and Silverado are in my top five, along with the Man with no Name trilogy.
And I sa.. read more
Your poem reminds of how some of us old farts go along for a few years feeling old & rejected (or whatever refrain keeps us keeping to ourselves), but then one day oldness gets to a point where we spontaneously let go of our judgment upon ourselves for being old & that's when we start growing young again (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Weeks Ago

I let go of my judgment years ago.
can't get it back.
Thank you, Margie.
j.
A “Note” 🎶 above my first review... Pulchritude is a pleasant soulful state of mind
Which proves that you have hidden survival innate depth and Heaven can Wait. gently, Pat


Posted 2 Weeks Ago


dearest Jacob... Life is precious and so are you... like the early morning dew upon a flower... you breathe the essence of a new day... a walk in the Park where Birds Twitter
Claire de Lune and Chipmunks wear their
Stylish overcoat... Tan with a white stripe as they Scamper to and fro. What makes Birds and animals Immune to the Virus? Therein lies the Answer, Professor... Commune with Nature. With love 💕 and Devotion... Pat

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Weeks Ago

yes, commune with nature, and I love Claire de Lune...thank you for your soothing words, Pat,
.. read more
Patricia Wedel

2 Weeks Ago

Have a wonderful day... and pray... gently, Pat
Now you remind me of Ian McEwan. He more often than not finds obscure words that no man has heard and no man has ever used before. Pulchritude got me and having read the definition and the controversy I understand why it is so rare. In terms of the use here it emphasises the feeling of the protagonist being detached, perhaps overwhelmed and embarrassed about outpourings of concern for their isolation when they simply want to let go. Another deeply sad reflection.

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Weeks Ago

thank you for your words, John,
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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