Crackers and Cracked Hearts

Crackers and Cracked Hearts

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto

Crackers and Cracked Hearts

 

 

 

 

pleasantries exchanged

in mint condition

not worn down with sincerity

 

add these to your collection

of non-committal greetings

passing by involvement

hurried pauses

 

life is an interaction

often acted out

like memorization of lines from a play

that skip reality

for window dressing

 

it's all for show

empty reels

of dialogue

that is so cliche'

parrots repeat it perfectly

with zeal

 

their little hearts

mean it more than 

we do.

 

 

erin-cilberto

4/25/23

© 2023 jacob erin-cilberto


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A Parrot can be a friend who will speak as
clearly as you. He only wants a Cracker...
He smacks with friendly Persuasion. gently, Pat

Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

Friendly Persuasion....great film and song...
can the Parrot sing that one? :)))
It's unusual to see such a clear path in your writing but this is well done. Did even Ashbery write clearly at times? Btw, I like it.

Winston

Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

I don't know, Winston...those Beats...so abstract.
thank you,
j.
Your poem speaks a sad truth. Great title and write.

Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

thank you, Ladysue,
j.
Our surface selves collect an array of superficial interactions for use in various everyday situations. Sometimes the repetition gets tedious, but on the other hand, it might be protecting us from what they're really thinking.

Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

Probably is a protection mechanism.
thank you, John,
j.
A Poem of disenchantment and disillusion - I hear 'The Scottish Play' echoing somewhere in these terse lines. Excellent ✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️

Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

thank you, red,
j.
Why ask how I am doing when you really couldn't care less? It's nice to be nice but don't overdue it because you think it is what you are supposed to do or feel it will add to your personal adornment...mean it.


Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

I appreciate this response very much, will
j.
Crackers and cracked hearts. I have to say I ended a relationship many moons ago over a plate of cracker biscuits. Yes and I poemed it too. Your title took me straight there.

So much disinterest and fake these days In our pc world. I find people too busy to wish to engage in anything other than pleasantries. I started to think about the road I live in. Many people are out on business. I have lived here 40 years and the most you can get out of someone is a good morning, what a lovely day.

Whatever happened to in-depth conversation? Maybe we are all guilty of this perhaps? Maybe sincerity isn’t what it used to be. Much to think about here J.

Chris




Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

we had them in the sixties...AT SIU I had some friends and we used to get together and have long con.. read more
Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Computers. There have been gains, but oh the losses mount up . Face to face conversation fading fas.. read more
Everything feels cliched and non-committal, everything seems fake and window dressed and parroted. And whatever happened to sincerity? Yet aren't we guilty of the same sins? Aren't we guilty of window dressing ourselves to a new love prospect? Aren't we often hiding things about ourselves which in all honesty should be told and spoken aloud in the first place? The fact is we humans are all about double standards. We want sincerity, we want effusiveness, we want genuineness, we want truth and frankness and yet if its really given to us we often shun it, scold it and wouldn't know it even if it hit us in the face!
I could go on and on about it but suffice to say, this is a marvelous poem, dear Jacob. Filled with brevity, satire and questions that every thinking person should ask themselves.

Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

and I cannot disagree with a thing you said here...We are all guilty, aren't we?
DIVYA

1 Year Ago

Indeed, my friend and I wish we could understand that and forgive others for being just like us.
This is somewhat satirical, somewhat sarcastic because it's so true and prevalent in society.its all premeditated, superficial politeness without depth and substance. A nice way of saying get out of my space.

Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

superficial is such a cruel way to be...
thank you, andrew,
j.
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I agree with your poem and its meaning wholeheartedly; we are living in such a fake world where so many want to hear only the praise of 'yes men' and never want to hear or speak in truths. As we all know, sometimes the truth hurts and we can be crushed by brutal honesty. I feel there are more parrots than people nowadays. Perhaps many have grown accustomed to filtering and photoshopping their words just as they do the same with their selfies. Everything is wonderful within a bubble world of praise.....but it's never a true reality. You have touched upon an idea that is so prevalent in our increasingly politically correct, cancelling, woke world.

Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

I like what you said about photoshopping...ain't that the truth?
thank you for your insights,.. read more

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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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