Battle of the Long Count

Battle of the Long Count

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto

   

Battle of the Long Count

 

 

 

this will be a very long poem

about my days of involved

 

and how I have devolved

unraveled

traveled far from my youth

with only a dead flower in hand

some old poetry books

been panned

 

grotesque says they

writing of nothing

violating the sacred oath of poetry

to rhyme and chime and crime

to post alliteration

for a get out of jail card

 

I am banished

famished 

for a worthwhile word or two

to unknot my tarnished reputation

 

I want to mean something again

flagrant phonetically incapable

I stutter syllables

in the flesh of angry giants

 

who can't speak for themselves

or adjust

to the disgust they feel

when reading me

and say "throw this mirror,

the reflection is fractured."

 

This poet 

is an inaccurate scandal

once involved

now devolved

 

once loved

now debated

and hated

for growing his lines of poetry

longer than the ones that show 

the age on his deteriorating face

 

which punches the mirror each morning

like an over-the-hill Jack Dempsey

not smart enough to stay in his corner

and throw in the white towel

 

he just keeps writing.

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

7/29/21

© 2021 jacob erin-cilberto


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And you are the Best…. Amen

Posted 1 Month Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Month Ago

Thank you, Pat,
j.
The real crime in violating
the sacred oath of poetry
is for a writer to not write
at all..you must write on
its what poets do...

Posted 1 Month Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Month Ago

Okay, will do.
thank you, Fran,
j.
I think you won the poetry slam Jacob. You write for you, of you and no one stops to count your syllables or to check on the uniformity of lines (well, most don't do that, anymore, but...)
You are and can only be the real you Jacob and your voice is so unique.


Posted 1 Month Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Month Ago

Thank you for your kind review, Lorry....yes I am a slipshod kind of poet, for sure.
j.
Thank goodness, he does keep writing and he doesn't throw in the towel. Love the boxing metaphor used here. No one is going to count you out. You are a survivor of poetry and life. Nope you ain't on the ropes by a long way.

Chris

Posted 1 Month Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Month Ago

Why do I feel all the time like I am on those ropes?
thank you, Chris
j.
Chris Shaw

1 Month Ago

Many a fight has been won by those who found themselves on the ropes. You ain't on the floor or out .. read more
Like usual, such nice work you have given! I liked this very much thank you! :)

Posted 1 Month Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Month Ago

thank you, Hayllie,
j.
dearest Jacob… like a flower you have scattered your seeds of poetry and they appear vicariously along the wayside… blooming in beauty under a blue sky of aspirations…. The warmth of the Sun has penetrated the earth whereupon you rest and dream of pastures green by streams that gurgle and dance in romance and adventure.
tenderly, Pat

Posted 1 Month Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Month Ago

I dream of pastures all the time...and being 7 again, in the fifties when life seemed so simple and .. read more
I do understand the poetry Jacob.
"which punches the mirror each morning
like an over-the-hill Jack Dempsey
not smart enough to stay in his corner
and throw in the white towel
he just keeps writing."
The above lines, I do live. Maybe the pen and paper. Our last friend? Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry and your thoughts.
Coyote

Posted 1 Month Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Month Ago

well, the pen and paper always seem to be there for us.
thank you, Coyote,
j.
Coyote Poetry

1 Month Ago

I agree Jacob and you are welcome.

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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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