a book to come

a book to come

 

 

I felt snowfall in abundance

as my pillow washed ashore

the ocean frozen in thought

 

I was the pages turning in the breeze

a bookmark fell out of my captain's heart

my tears froze to the sail

 

tomorrow they may thaw

and I can ride their waves

into the closest summer.

 

 

erin-cilberto

1/7/21

Reviews

[Fran Marie]

and ride those waves
into the closest summer
UnTil then the snow is our
undented pillow 'til spring
sails some new thoughts
our way..snowing in KY tonight
a lot!!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

the snow missed us yesterday....we were supposed to get some.
I like that undented pillow idea.
j.

[Chris Shaw]

There were several references here of winter and the cold. I find this time of year depressing, but hey soon we will be on the cusp of spring when warmth creeps in. Not a fan of cold. Pondering on the title J.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

and the book references, thus the title...I like that word "cusp"---
thank you for your words, my friend,
j.

[John the Baptist]

For some reason this one comes across as a description of a block. When things are flowing, all is well, but a block makes you pray for an icebreaker.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, John,
j.

[Patricia]

Surreal, brilliant, we are all pages blowing in the breeze but yours say so much with just a few perfect and creatively chosen words, yes another book is in you and hopefully many more. Dream, create, sail but don’t go far, I would miss you! Great writing j.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for your kind words, Patricia,
j.

[Patricia]

You're welcome

[poetgurl (Plainly Meg)]

No matter the weather, it will always be spring in my heart,
Snow tends to delight, but it will surely melt away with the sun..
I am awaiting to plant flowers.
love this write, leaves me with thoughts

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, Lady K.
j.

[Lisasview]

Hi Jacob, I needed to read your poem 5 times..to really feel I got it..
The metaphors are quite grand..This poem can not be taken literally... well, at least that is what I think.
Feels like a dream to me..(you did add the pillow)
Pages turning in the wind..well, to me that is life..moving..
This is actually a sad poem..again just my thinking here..
Maybe of a love lost..
Anyway, I really like it..
Lisa

[jacob erin-cilberto]

very intriguing review...you touched the emotion felt by the writer.
j.

[Lisasview]

When I read a poem I like to really read it...

[Kim S.]

Wow, love that second stanza, this is wonderful

[jacob erin-cilberto]

than you, Beckie,
j.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Jacob... my thoughts exactly... Summer will be warm as June with strawberries... and July with Hot Beaches. Spring will blossom with Crocus and pale green leaves will tremble like a song... but for now.. we will see a flutter of Hearts and Valentines in February... and then in March... Leprechauns and the Luck of the Irish. Easter with Sacred Lillies and Rabbits... I love the Idea of plunging into Summer in our Mind. gently, Pat

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I really appreciate this review, thank you, Pat,
j.

[Patricia Wedel]

You are more Welcome than the Moon when the Stars play Clair de Lune... and the Dish ran away with the Spoon. dearly, Pat

[M. J. Smith]

What are you trying to convey, my friend? This one seems to drift by me like a strange dream. Images dart like penguins on an ice flow.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I like those penguins, M.J.
j.