Something called Something

Something called Something

 

 

I wrote some poems all titled "Poem"

then published a book called Book

had an impassioned feeling I imagined as "feeling"

 

and then let myself go

hoarded all my creativity into nothing

an expansive expense of exposure

 

until I was condemned

cleared out of all my transgressions

to creativity

 

and never allowed

to pick up the pen again

and that was a deep pain

 

I called "pain."

 

 

erin-cilberto

6/15/2021

Reviews

[Hayllie]

wow. Very nice. Though it's true that bottling up all your creativity is truly a horrible thing. Especially when its something great such as this. I always enjoy reading your work J. :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I appreciate your kind words, Hayllie,
j.

[Ted Kniffen]

I will pen this and call it "review".
Hoarding talent is not healthy ... it needs to escape it's enclosure and to not being able to pick up the pen
would be a fate worse than death I think.

Good thought j.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I agree, worse than death.
thank you, Ted,
j.

[Cassie]

you are such a good writer, whoever those are that called you out and condemned you have no idea what they missed, where can i get that book that you titled poem? I also wrote a book and so I know how you feel. I really enjoyed this poem my friend.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Cassie...
I was playing, but yes, actually a Book called Book does exist...a recent addition...on amazon...but then, isn't everything there.
j.

[lightsong]

oh my! the first three verses are something I call (emptiness)! and it's always best to feel something even if pain instead of nothing, but even dryness can block the state of inspired pain and turn it into writing block, and that's what I feel in your last verse. a very strong amazing one here Mr. Jacob.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, lightsong.
j.

[mattavelli]

Hello, Jacob! :)
Do you suppose that first caveman to draw a smiley face on a cave wall referred to it with a grunt that meant “art”? Maybe he showed it to his wife, and she grunted “that’s nice, dear”. And when friends came over, he’d show off his art, and the idea with its grunt spread throughout the community, filling caves with all sorts of muddy cartoons, all identified by that same grunt. But maybe the grunt really meant “smiley face”.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i guess the grunts were the spoken word...open mic night!
thanks Matt.
j.

[Relic]

Take the pen away from a poet and you take away his identity, his reason for living. It would be akin to cutting off the arm of a painter.

Sadly, this happens in real life. That's when one wonders if there really is a god. Would he be that jealous that he would redirect someone's attention to him instead.

Just something to think about.

Good poem, J.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your insights, Relic.
j.

[emmajoy]

Perhaps it's better to leave the words to create their own title? How we see or feel what we write isn't the sacred cow.. another person regards whatever... (something!) in another way. Ergo: maybe the title has little or no meaning but is merely a quarter side of a frame?

Think this, anyway, Jacob: whatever you write has a reason for being created, instinctively or intentionally, doesn't it?

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I like your question, and the answer is YES.
j.

[emmajoy]

Good morning, jacob. Had a feeling you'd leave the perfect answer. :)

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Very cleaver my freind You can put labels on anything. but in the end they are just labels.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

very true, they are just that.
thank you, Cowboy,
j.

[The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)]

You are welcome. You insired a poem I will be posting today.

[andrew mitchell]

A wordsmith like yourself will find a way. You have a whole language at your disposal and any emotion be it pain will be the catalyst.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, andrew,
j.

[Poetic Beauty]

To never be able to pick up a pen again to write about the blessings and the chaos of life would be a terrible thing for any poet to endure

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Absolutely would...thank you for your understanding review, PB.
j.

[Poetic Beauty]

I can’t imagine not picking up my pen to write my poems in my journal.