Time's passage through a figment of mountain rain

Time's passage through a figment of mountain rain

 

 

 

trifles

tears over little nothings

 

when a life hangs in the balance

three roads barricaded

there is a detour if they may find it

 

under the bypass

the pavement widens

existence is a heavy load

wheels aged of tread

 

beeps heard over eerie silence

eyes under lids wanting to rouse

look in the rear view

of memories

 

still hoping to drive towards more

trifles

tears over little nothings

 

anything of second chance breaths

the toll paid

everything is fresh scenery

 

when the world wakes 

skidding to alert.

 

Welcome back.

 

 

erin-cilberto

12/22/21

Reviews

[Patricia]

Great write! And it’s a wonder that there aren’t more sink holes with the metaphorical weight we put upon this planet, we do carry heavy loads everyday! You always find ways of writing it so uniquely.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your insight, Patricia.
j.

[Patricia]

You're welcome :)

[William Michael Reeves]

Tears and years as well as fears

[William Michael Reeves]

You get pleasure knowing we're all out here trying to figure out your metaphors, don't you? Reading your poems over and over. Which is the pleasure of reading your poetry. I think the road gets wider under the bypass because it has to carry the weight of our existence on the bridge above. The weight of trifles and years can really add up!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for your kind words, Bill,
j.

[Joy Carol]

I thought it was very good

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Joy,
j.

[olla]

when Pandora finally had the where with all to slam the lid shut only one thing remained.. and even at my dying breath I will still hope... I am never disappointed when I wander by your page..

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I really appreciate your kind words, olla,
j.

[Coyote Poetry]

Powerful, honest and strong words shared Jacob.
"beeps heard over eerie silence
eyes under lids wanting to rouse
look in the rear view
of memories"
I loved the above lines. The rear-view, sometime can be ugly. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry and your thoughts.
Coyote

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind comments, Coyote,
j.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome Jacob.

[Lydia Shutter]

Do we shed tears over trifling events? I think if the tears come, the events were not trifles. The roads are many that we travel and often we miss the turn we "should" have taken. Thing is, what is in the past, is in the past. We have to move ahead and not look in the rear view mirror quite as much. Second chances? Well, I am not so sure they actually exist. I do know, though, that guilt solves nothing. Your poetry is so wonderful, Jacob. You took the right path when you chose to be a writer! Lydi**

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your very kind review, Lydi,
j.

[Chris Shaw]

Time's passage. I felt guilt here over trifles J. Sometimes when we look back and reflect, I think we might have done things differently. What's done is done and that can cause heartache. Powerful piece.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Yes, it surely can...thank you, Chris,
j.

[Sami Khalil]

Pay your toll , pay your dues, pay your taxes. We travel, we make detours, we get lost. Someone will cry over something, others over nothings. Guilt is powerful, forgiveness is mighty.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

very powerful that guilt is.
thank you, Sami,
j.

[Sami Khalil]

You got that right . You are welcome sir.

[Lisasview]

What a powerful Poem..
The metaphors are wonderful.
I have a poem I wrote with strong metaphors but I am afraid to post it because.. well, of my uncertainty..
but reading yours.. "the toll paid" makes me want to push myself..
I now have read it 4 times..pondering over several parts..makes me think..

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Oh, I hope you post yours, Lisa,
thank you,
j.

[Lisasview]

Okay, I will tomorrow..