Introduction

Introduction

 

 

it was the wine

talking her off her stool

and into the bed

where we sipped kisses

our bodies drank from the same glass

 

the bar closed at dawn

shut down our promises

the sun called us liars

and we presumed to have met

once

vaguely

remembering

if we had a conversation.

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

12/30/21

Reviews

[Kesch (Finding Julia)]

Metaphoric write here, I really enjoyed this Jacob.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, Kesch,
j.

[Patricia Wedel]

The Cork in the Bottle popped... the Jazz played on.
The Bar stools were UFO's that dropped through the Sky Lights
into the Night. A one night flight. Your poem makes me tipsy.
gently, Pat

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Sorry, I am hiding under the bar...are the UFO's gone yet?

[Patricia Wedel]

No… they are waiting for passengers who want to explore the outer limits of Insanity. It will be Perfect to be with Extraterrestrials.. Peace and ❤️ Love… Pat

[Fran Marie]

bodies drank from the same bottle
an introduction right into bed..so
many good lines and metaphors
laced within this piece ..nicely. done

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, Fran,
j.

[Ada]

A meeting that seems to good to be true is one that makes you question whether or not an event actually took place, as your poem does.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I question as well,
thank you, Ada,
j.

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

Luv this one Jacob
A romantic interlude

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, Julie,
j.

[DIVYA]

Oh my! So true to life a picture! A fleeting encounter, a furtive tryst in the dark hours. What occurred was so intoxicating and yet so brief! The pleasure of the sip limited to the physical. After all the bar works only for limited hours!
This is just so beautifully written, Jacob!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I appreciate your kind words, DIVYA,
j.

[DIVYA]

You're always welcome my friend.

[Unspoken poet]

One night stands don't have meanings, A real true love does.
This is very well written

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, Unspoken,
j.

[Chris Shaw]

This has to be a one night stand J. Drink fuelled passion, followed by the cold light of day, when there is little left to say. I felt the awkwardness here. So very well composed.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

So I said little...:))))
Thank you, Chris,
hope you are having a good sleep.
j.

[M. J. Smith]

That awkward morning after? Let us hope the parting was amicable. Well written, my friend.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, M.J.
j.

[andrew mitchell]

Sounds like a drunken one night stand fuelled by passion where any pause would cause an avalanche of an ending.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

ah the pause for a cause.
Thank you, andrew,
j.