flagship brilliant

flagship brilliant

 

 

the rain sounds especially harsh tonight

the drops are pelting

not simply falling

window's wicked framing

a storm's slide lit by a bolt of lightning

 

pictures of eerie landscape

branches fallen in disarray

gutters overflowing in rivers of debris

 

the little boat I am floating in the puddle

is capsizing

the captain calls for the twigs to pray

 

rampant waves of flooded language

poems evicted from clouds

the pages may never recover

 

some wish they had not survived the deluge

some just don't remember if it rained.

 

 

erin-cilberto

4/20/23

Reviews

[Pax]

I kept reading and read again.... And a thought comes to mind, did all those writes without flagship survive? Or are they given away, forgotten and stolen.. You have such deep understanding in things my friend,.

Love this lines:
some wish they had not survived the deluge, some just don't remember if it rained.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Pax,
j.

[John the Baptist]

The last six lines give us the poem's meaning. Sounds like a frustrated take on one's writing, with the deluge as metaphor. The last couplet relates opposing, but negative, appraisals. Sometimes we set our sights too high, and the result is disappointment.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

spot on, John...thank you for an encouraging review.
j.

[DIVYA]

The poems didn't deserve it. They need to be treated gently and patiently. Given time to rain and not evicted so harshly from the clouds. The pages must feel so shaken. I hope they gather any residual words and get themselves new poems written again. You're such an amazing poet, my friend.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, Divya,
j.

[DIVYA]

You're most welcome, my friend.

[The_Ancient_Rock]

Very good poetry.

I enjoyed it.

Take care!

Blessed be!!!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Ancient.
j.

[The_Ancient_Rock]

You are welcome Jacob.

Be in peace.

Blessed be!!!