in Spring

in Spring

 

Mother, rock me in your arms

the safest crook

tender words whispered

I can fall asleep to the new world

the safest crook

I am relevant

feeling your heart next to mine

cognizant of something undefined

but known

 

felt

the safest crook

Mother, rock me in your arms

you are my song

I am the tiny notes

begging to grow into chorus

 

we will sing together one day

I felt that even when I was inside

the sound room of your womb

 

I could hear our beat beginning.

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

6/17/23

Reviews

[DIVYA]

This is such wonderful poem of the strongest and purest bond on earth, dear Jacob. I strongly believe that a mother and child are never parted spiritually. You have captured so totally, this eternal beat and song. Just amazing and precious.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for your kind review, Divya,
j.

[Lorry]

The connection you have known and felt from the very beginning, keeping pace with another heart that shall always be a part of you, no matter what.
This has such a tender feel to it Jacob. Not that your words haven't usually, but there is a softness and warmth to your words that just let us hear that beat.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for your kind words, Lorry,
j.

[Andrew John]

Mothers should, indeed, sing to those inside, and I wonder how many miss out on this opportunity, not realising, of course, that a being in a womb can hear, feel, experience. Thanks, J.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Andrew...i think i was dancing in the womb as well.
j.

[Ken Simm.]

Methinks there is so much more than the obvious here in this well constructed piece. A mood and an atmosphere of peace and being warmed before it all happened.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, kindly, Ken,
j.

[John]

Some really memorable phrases like 'safest crook' and 'sound room of the womb'.
You sustain the mood perfectly, and it is only when I finished reading that I asked myself if there ever was a babe more eloquent than this. Not the point of course, because you express what is being felt and intuited at a pre linguistic stage of life. A real substantial achievement.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for your insightful review, John,
j.

[Chris Shaw]

Perfect poetry. Made me cry so you did dear J. I so get this.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, dear friend,
j.

[S.zaynab.kamoonpury]

Wow one of the best heartwarming tribute to mothers, a great mother's day poem, indeed the mother's arm crook yayy is the safest crook to be in. Kudos!!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, S.z.k.

[Chris]

The "Harmony" of being - so exquisitely put forward...

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, Chris...and wow, sure enjoying your latest offerings.
j.

[Chris]

I think on all the "ones" I haven't posted and the ones I KEEP behind my eyes like "If Only..." and I KNOW that finding YOUR thoughts release so many of mine.

Its early OR late
- perception -
for us or either
...or both
and yet...
thoughts continue
in ways we don't know
until
they become.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Amen to that, my friend.