Spontaneously lit

Spontaneously lit

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto

Spontaneously lit 

 

I am banging on your door

in futility

you are inside

reading by candlelight

 

a biography of some lame hero

you adore in your unpublished dreams

 

and I am the insignificant extra in the movie

that you don't peer closely enough to see

 

I keep banging on your door

until, red fisted, and blue hearted

I stalk away in shame

 

that I ever loved you this much

wishing I could snuff out that candle

 

so you could see me 

with my dark heart glowing.

 

erin-cilberto

6/24/22

© 2022 jacob erin-cilberto


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Too often the love is one way. We would give anything and everything to that one person and, they do not see the value in us. Love hurts. I resolve this in my mind by saying that the good Lord has someone better in mind for me. I just need to be patient. A sad read for me.

Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

Patience does wear out, but I guess we should never let it. Thank you, Temp, appreciate your read an.. read more
Temperance

1 Year Ago

You’re welcome
I can't help but question, did she ever know? Has he ever told her of his love for her? Would the door open if she knew he loved her, wanted her, was desperate for her wanting him.

Take care - Dave

Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

good questions, myh friend...
thank you for your read and words,
j.
Ah, a poem overflowing with emotions: anger, pain, frustration, humiliation, sadness, unrequited love, despair. So many ideas powerfully expressed in fifteen short lines. And, sadly, I can relate to the writer’s predicament.

Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

thank you for your encouraging review, Richard,
j.
Loving in the shadow of the imagination of another is a tough place to be. I confess to once being the silly girl who loved the idea of some famous person more than the beautiful real offered to me ... in my younger days of course ... now the heroic untouchable has lost it allure.

I do feel for this lovelorn fellow with his red fists and blue heart; hopefully he will find a sunny outlook in the next object of affection.

As always your writes are superb exemplars of metaphor and word play.

Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

real and flawed is much more beautiful...I do believe that. thank you, Pryde,
j.
So sad, yet, life often leaves one stalking away in shame. 'tis the way of the lonely-hearted and the blind readers.

Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

thank you, JE,
j.
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LJ
It appears both people in this poem have the finely named "unpublished dreams" -- feelings and wishes are frustrated either by not listening or by not being heard. It's a sad poem and perhaps a bit angry about such avoidance. By being closed out, a person will miss part of life. By only dreaming, life will miss a person. Life will pass by, knocking but ignored.
You have my sympathy as the one who tries to no avail, the speaker in the poem. "...red fisted and blue hearted..." is how one sees love when the love is for a person who is wrapped too tightly elsewhere. That's a personal reaction to a universal problem well written in the poem. Thank you!
LJ

Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

I appreciate this review immensely.
j.
Not sure why but your words reminds me of a song dear Jacob
Love, Love , Love..All we need is Love...
I am filled with sadness reading this...every word is so important... I think this is my favourite read of yours so far....
Lisa, early morning in Spain


Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

"there's nothing you can say that can't be said"
thank you, Lisa...
j.
she needs to snuff out that stupid
candle and realize what's in front
of her unopen door banging for
a chance to love her; truly her loss

Nice Work!



Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

thank you for your kind words, Fran,
j.
aww bless, unrequited love .
Maybe one day the hero will turn out to be a baddie and you might get your chance ..

Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

ha ha ha, thank you, Stella...appreciate you.
j.
Aw such an appealing poem, i guess she's taking a fine gentleman poet like you forgranted. Kudos for this fab muse!

Plz check out my two newest poems and also pleez comment on one of those two that you wish . Thanks

Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

thank you for your words, and I will visit you.
j.

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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 a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..

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