there

there

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


there

 

 

lonely smiles

in a mirror

of you

looking back

at me

 

through imagined glass

phonetically fissured

 

as my heart.

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

4/9/2021

© 2021 jacob erin-cilberto


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A brilliant way of putting 1thoughts to words.
Nicely done.

Posted 1 Week Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

thank you for your kind words, Melinda,
j.


... I doubt anyone could read these words and claim not to feel moved .. in fact, I double dare ya .. there ,, almost too good to be sad .. bravo jacob sir.

N.



Posted 1 Week Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

Thank you, Neville...
you are appreciated...
j.
Neville

1 Week Ago


I'm as good as my word jacob ... sentiment well n truly reciprocated ..

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"There" is where your heart is; broken.... as is the glass mirror; looking back on an imagined muse.
Your words are so amazing and your mood is so evident.
Well done
Best, B

Posted 1 Week Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

thank you for your kind words, Betty,
j.
Betty Hermelee

1 Week Ago

You're very welcome, B
On reflection we are absorbed by loss. Fine writing as always J.

Posted 1 Week Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

thank you, andrew,
j.
Awesome as per your forte Jacob! I love the way you write. ~Sharon

Posted 1 Week Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

thank you for your kind words, Sharon,
j.
This poem touched my heart. It is lonely. Cracked glass, lost love, my heart sank.

Chris

Posted 1 Week Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

thank you, Chris,
j.
The image we see in the mirror reflects the emotions we feel. This makes me think of an old man who has lost his love staring in the mirror sad and lost

Posted 1 Week Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

thank you for your words, PB,
j.
Nothing seems real, not even the glass, all too painfully visceral, any reflection in life - love - loss - that in grasp and yet so out of grasp - reflections hurt at times but are freeing in certain ways too I guess. Very powerful piece dear Jacob, stay well :)

Posted 1 Week Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

thank you for your kind words, Ruth,
j.
Beautiful
I don’t dare decipher the words phonetically fissured I tried it and failed miserably lol twas above my brain salary! but I saw this poem as you maybe looking back in the mirror at your youth or maybe someone you idolised a long lost poet you loved or seeing your father in your reflection as I do sometimes I look at my changing older face see my mum there
I’m probably way off but hey we all interpret everyone’s poems differently


Posted 1 Week Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

Wow, insightful...
thank you, Julie.
j.
Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)

1 Week Ago

Thanks 🙏
Take care

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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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