that flower must have meant something

that flower must have meant something

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


that flower must have meant something

 

 

what might metamorphose 

impose

 

if the heart

turns to stone

rock solid, impenetrable

love fossilizes 

 

the bones of feeling

stripped bare

revealing

 

a forensic notion

of oscillation 

that was what it was

before it is what it is

 

a rose that decayed

before it could bloom

or sway in the blessed wind.

 

 

erin-cilberto

8/5/22

© 2022 jacob erin-cilberto


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Has the sound of a love that died before its time. No flower can live without water. No love can flourish in the presence of a heart of stone.

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jacob erin-cilberto

1 Day Ago

that is so right, John...thank you for your understanding words,
j.
dear Jacob… we have Roses that have
Not bloomed… perhaps in defiance of Wars that occur in Countries that we hold close to our heart 💜 and soul… Prayers for the people and children lost in cross-fire. gently, Pat

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jacob erin-cilberto

1 Day Ago

yes, in defiance...agreed. and Thank you, Pat,
j.
This is such an immersive, neat piece. The way the visuals and nature are written throw you into the poem and you’re immediately feeling the emotions of it. This brings back nostalgia and memories but also ideas of tomorrow. Poetry about flowers, of course, has been done before, but it’s always an excellent choice, and yours is so unique and different and good, that it reminds the reader that there’s so many different ways to write and incorporate ideas. A very inspiring piece with an especially cool title I loved. Thank you for sharing!

Posted 2 Days Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Days Ago

sometimes I read reviews and wonder if they could really be about something I wrote...this is an ins.. read more
When I was a young child we often visited cemeteries every weekend it felt like as mum had lost her mum and dad his so I always recall skipping over the paths windy days and old green vases with either artificial plastic or old dying dried up ones
Great poem btw

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jacob erin-cilberto

2 Days Ago

I want so much to visit my folks in Carolina...someday soon...when the gas prices drop enough...
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Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)

1 Day Ago

Yes hopefully that’ll be soon
I appreciate this immersed sense of beautiful flowers. Giving me mental images of smelling fossilized flowers. The time we have now is ever so precious. How you describe the hardened heart, excellent.

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jacob erin-cilberto

2 Days Ago

Thank you for your kind review, Brad,
j.
Nipped in the Bud of soft beauty where touching was prohibited… and yet the Petals fall on fertile earth where gentle feelings are blown with the Wind of tomorrows. Be still and breathe the air of Rose scented Promises…. Pat gently, Pat

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jacob erin-cilberto

3 Days Ago

thank you for your beautiful words, Pat,
j.
I so admire what you have done with a few words and a subject that would fall flat were it not done so beautifully. Love it.

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jacob erin-cilberto

3 Days Ago

I really appreciate this kind comment, Bryan,
j.
I liked the poetry, Jacob. Left the reader something to ponder.
"The bones of feeling
stripped bare
revealing"
When the bones are stripped. We have nothing to hide. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry. I enjoyed this one.
Coyote

Coyote

Posted 4 Days Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

4 Days Ago

you are a kind reader!
thank you,
j.
Coyote Poetry

4 Days Ago

I enjoyed your work Jacob, and you are welcome.

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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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