engraved

engraved

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto

engraved

 

skeleton pens

ghost writer equipment

the ego turns to rusted bone

 

creaking across the page

fractured sentiment

garrulously genius genes

worn in an old locket

buried with the body of work

 

the only living thing

in an arbitrary life

created by someone

 

who never really existed. 

 

 

erin-cilberto

7/23/21

© 2021 jacob erin-cilberto


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the first few lines inculcate a biology kind of imagery, which is so insanely ingenious and beautiful! this poem is just so fascinating to read and each line swirls so flawlessly with the central idea. great work!

Posted 1 Month Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Month Ago

Thank you, Orphic dreamer. Appreciate your kind words,
j.
With old age Jacob. I like silence more than noise.
"skeleton pens
ghost writer equipment
the ego turns to rusted bone"
The above lines. Maybe we suppose to become? I liked the honest words, honest thoughts my friend. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry and your thoughts.
Coyote

Posted 1 Month Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Month Ago

thank you, Coyote...I hope to be honest in my words...it's all I have.
thank you,
j.
Coyote Poetry

1 Month Ago

I try too and you are welcome Jacob.
I imagined rust covering everything in this piece. The rust engraving a once living soul, etching it's withered mark on someone or something once alive, but now decaying. There is so much to be read in so few words. Great job.

Posted 1 Month Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Month Ago

thank you for your kind review, SheIsMe.
j.
Strange how a questioning mind looks behind meanings to find the intense, the would be gone but lingering Perhaps? or maybe what seems vital is no more than dressed in more than actually is or is needed.

Seems you might have painted over the original, jacob.. although as often, could be far, far away from your words. ' .. skeleton pens - ghost writer equipment - the ego turns to rusted bone '

Posted 1 Month Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Month Ago

you are never far away, em. You are one of the most insightful folks on this here site...and I appr.. read more
emmajoy

1 Month Ago

You're very, very, very welcome, sir! When words touch me in a variety of ways, I need to know wh.. read more
I am so glad to have stumbled onto this poem. Reading this poem reminded me of being trapped in a familiar place. To me, the line "Ghost writer equipment" reveals a tormented artist, someone trapped in a a daily routine, forced to write, without being noticed.

I love the dark imagery of this poem, and the image of an old locket makes me think this poem is taking place in a historical, grand mansion (where I would love to work) :) great work!

-Liz

Posted 1 Month Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Month Ago

Thank you for your kind review, Liz.
j.
the ego turns to rusted bone, not a good place to be

this whole write wreaks death to me, there is no life in it

There are ghosts everywhere. Ghosts of a past life. Quite a dark write. Is your muse giving you a bad time or are you reflecting on past events and seeing decay. Much to ponder here J.

Chris



Posted 1 Month Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Month Ago

um, maybe both...thank you for your kind review, Chris,
j.
loved the engrave /in grave creepy feeling this emits
I picture an etching on a tombstone by.the ghostwriter
as he buries the body of work/poems . loved this one


Posted 1 Month Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Month Ago

thank you , Fran, you are always so kind with your words on my poems.
j.
  Fran Marie

1 Month Ago

you 're s o very welcome;
I felt this one extremely, extremely deep. The metaphors here felt so strong and there was this huge wave of just dusty nostalgia and mystery in it. It gives off a somewhat graveyard feeling, ghostlike. 'Skeleton pens' and 'ghost writer equipment' feel genius to me. Such a powerful, dark feeling poem, and the last four lines are sure to give someone the chills. Excellent work!

Posted 1 Month Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Month Ago

thank you for your kind review, Colacat.
j.
Love the metaphors here
I think you the wizard of metaphors
Really!
I loved the last four lines especially perfect
Hope you well Jacob

Posted 1 Month Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Month Ago

thank you, Julie...seems the only way I think is in metaphor....I guess I am stuck in a rut.
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Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)

1 Month Ago

I like the rut
So do many

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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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