no more us

no more us

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


no more us

 

 

without you,

no ballgames

or old movies

or brittle wisdom

to carefully handle

 

without you,

no pinecones to gather

no yard to preen

no brittle wisdom

to carefully handle

 

no ballgames

or old movies

or chats about Lee Harvey

or Martin Luther

or brittle wisdom

 

to carefully handle

the brittle wisdom

as i age

without you

no molding the boy

 

the old man's old man

is resting comfortably now

in wisdom's eternal bed

no ballgames

no old movies

no yard to preen

 

no me.

 

erin-cilberto

1/30/2021

© 2021 jacob erin-cilberto


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This is a stunning & pounding inventory of how utterly "nothing" a person can feel. Is it just me or are lots of people feeling this way lately? (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 3 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Years Ago

it's not just you...thank you, Margie.
j.
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The mathematics of love, one plus one equals everything, and two minus one equals the darkest of nothing.... :(

Posted 3 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Years Ago

absolutely...thank you, Mary,
j.
How little of me is left at the end of it all.....The life we had together, the little things that I took for granted but which now each one of them seems like impossible dream...Life is sad because at the end of it all, we always die alone.

Posted 3 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Years Ago

thank you for your kind words, DIVYA,
j.
And all that is left are the memories. They may have been bitter, they may have been sweet, but through it all, you were together. Very interesting thoughts.

Take care - Dave

Posted 3 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Years Ago

thank you for your words, Dave,
j.
It's like an old movie playing on a reel. Memories on rewind. A time capsule of emotion.

Posted 3 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Years Ago

thank you, duff,
j.
Describes a feeling of loss that I know too well, and wish I didn't know it. It's a cold, cold feeling.

Posted 3 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Years Ago

I wish I did not as well, thank you Kaylor,
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 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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