Plant Life

Plant Life

 

 

the trickery

shenanigans of critics

persnickety

 

black-eyed susans

punch back

those oh so eloquent souls

 

eat their bowls of mutton stew

stewing about their own flawed talent

wipe their chins with jealousy

 

then continue to break down

what they wanted to break up

because it breaks their affluent hearts

 

they, themselves, write with mirrors

shallow reflection

very little introspection.

 

 

erin-cilberto

5/15/22

Reviews

[Desert Knave]

I find that each year the persnicketyness grows dimmer in my sight. I do recall how deeply I took some of the jabs when I first started writing and how strange it felt to leave a site because their norm was not to comment, but to criticize for the sake of criticism. Anyhow, very nicely written. ~Jim

[jacob erin-cilberto]

It's like those who make fun of someone on the dance fllor, but that person will never get up and dance, take that chance.
thank you for your words, Jim,
j.

[John the Baptist]

I don't know if any specific individual is the inspiration for this offering, but the description makes me think of someone who turns up from time to time on this site.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

kind of meant in general....but some do come to mind,
thanks, John,
j.

[Dave Brown]

I have often wondered how they got those black eyes in the first place

[jacob erin-cilberto]

they are just brawlers!
thanks for the smile this morning, Dave.
j.

[Chris Shaw]

Some critics are far from helpful. They just can't help themselves when ripping a poem apart. Going completely overboard. Yeah, why do they do that I ask myself? Love that second stanza J. And you emphasise break, yes, three times because that's what it's all about. Breaking. Breaking poets to the point they might not write again. Don't you just love it when a poet takes them on.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, Chris,
j.

[Temperance]

My take on this is about jealousy; those who aren't talented on their own..in whatever.. try to tear down others who do have talent and, in that, try to take away from others what they don't have themselves. Great way of relating that. I enjoyed the read, Jacob. thank you!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I appreciate your words, Temperance,
j.

[Temperance]

You're welcome

[Patricia]

A smack down of a poem! I love it and really love your word choices in this one and that third stanza is gold then the final stanza is hard but truth. Excellent writing!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for that description, Patricia.
a smack down...mmm
j.

[Lisasview]

Wow, there my friend... I read and reread your words many times as I tried to grasp your meaning...
Love the lines black eyed susans punch back..so so cleaver ..that metaphor rings true..to me..
and eat the bowls of mutton stew
stewing about their own flawed talent..another couple of lines I love.
Simple words which have so much meaning behind them.
Oh yes, and, they, themselves, write with mirrors..
All in all an excellent poem,
Lisa, early in Spain

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Lisa.
Oh do like lamb...but not those critics who eat it.
read morethank you for your kind words, Lisa.
Oh do like lamb...but not those critics who eat it.
j.

[Lisasview]

You are most welcome...
It has been 30 odd years since we have eaten meat or chicken... we do now eat fish.
Lisa, going to be very hot today in Spain