a poet's eternity

a poet's eternity

 

 

after the mortal coil

 

circumnavigates

 

ashes contemplate

 

keys await

 

 

 

9/20/23

Reviews

[Einstein Noodle]

it's a coil that spirals in both directions .. when it completes it's circumnavigation ... perhaps is where the sparks fly .. out of the ashes the Phoenix arises and poets speak .. if we are lucky .. of course it can all go up in flames, ashes disperse into the nether world of the muse .. stored for another time .. maybe another poet. ;) enjoyed the inspiration I received in reading my friend .. thanks always for sharing your poetry and familiar "voice".
E.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Yes, maybe another poet...that would be interesting wouldn't it? If we live on through another poet...yes.
Thank you, E.
j.

[Einstein Noodle]

yes ... i think so.

[andrew mitchell]

Couldn’t help thinking of Boston’s song Dust in the wind. Language, writings and music always live on after the creator has died.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Great song, andrew...although that one was done by Kansas..."I just close my eyes, only for a moment, then the moment's gone"----

[andrew mitchell]

It was too haha always get that one wrong

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Hey, but Boston...excellent group...saw them in concert.

[Relic]

I just hope I can remember where I put them after I get to wherever it is I'm going. :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

maybe with your car keys?
Lately, I cannot remember where I put anything.

[Betty Hermelee]

So after we're gone and our ashes "contemplate" our poems live on to those who want the key...so we are really eternal then....our legacy lives on for those who have the key and want to open up the poetic world.... Nice J.
Warmly, B

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I hope something left of us will carry on...but who knows?
thank you, Betty,
j.

[Betty Hermelee]

You're very welcome J.
Warmly, B

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

Great write again here Jacob why am i never ever disappointed?? Genius in mine eyes

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Julie,
j.

[Keagen Cole]

Ah yes, how a poet's real work is never complete, for even long after our first travel with death, away from the mortal coil, the soul and seam of the written words open another's idea. How lovely it is to think we almost live on through others' works, thanks to their inspiration, arising from the ashes. A very, very Intriguing read, my friend. ;3

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for your kind review, Keagen,
j.

[Farjana Shah Chaity]

Lovely nine words poem, want to read more of this.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, Chaity,
j.

[Arundass TP]

Beautiful and meaningful poem. Great work 👍

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, Arundass,
j.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Jacob... all our lost Keys will be used Heaven... after we also disappear. The Notes of a Piano will be embedded in our Memories.
Pleasant Dreams. softly, Pat

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I love piano...and memories. Thank you, Pat,
j.