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inkling

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto

inkling


there was a time when i thought of you,

years ago,
weeks ago,
days ago

hours ago

tomorrow.



erin-cilberto
9/27/23

© 2023 jacob erin-cilberto


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Excellent, Jacob 🥂

Thank you for sharing another of your often mercurially imaginative notions in wonderfully creative word art.
Perfect title and lines in monorhyme, sandwiched between present, past, and future recurrently unforgettable moments.
But, what a laudabally appealing way of painting it all cleverly to life with the medium of words.

I always enjoy your skilled pencraft … thank you, Jacob! ⁓ Richard🖌

Posted 7 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

7 Months Ago

Thank you for your kind review, Richard,
j.
Great time to play with time. Good one, J.

Posted 8 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

8 Months Ago

and somehow time always has the advantage.
Thank you, Andrew,
j.
hellos, Cilberto,
I definately feel this one with you,
I sometimes linger, great poem! great, great!
----Maynard

Posted 8 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

8 Months Ago

Thank you, Maynard.
if another can feel our poems, what more could we ask?
j.
1809 Black Plague December

8 Months Ago

most welcome Cilberto, :)
There would have been a time for such a word. We, the lighted fools rush at our petty pace right past love having never seen it until we stop to remember what we missed.

Winston

Posted 8 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

8 Months Ago

and often we stop too late...
thank you, Winston,
j.
less is more with big feelings like this. just perfect.

Posted 8 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

8 Months Ago

Thank you, jaye,
j.
Jacob,
Elegance is always simple, and easy to understand...
What a universal theme is love as "La Belle Dame Sans Merci." And the older I get, the more real the sentiment. So many I've loved are gone except when they peak from behind a door in a closet I've hidden in some secluded corner of my brain-box, and their light leaks out. It is a saddness that when I too am gone for good, they will disappear forever.
Vol

Posted 8 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

8 Months Ago

Same with me....many are gone now...but I still love them and think of them often.
j.
This is an enduring kind of love. One that doesn't distinguish between yesterday today or tomorrow. It marches steadily upon the time scale. We know and accept and learn to live with that love. A universe packed in your few, beautifully chosen words.

Posted 8 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

8 Months Ago

I wonder why we do distinguish in the first place...it causes us to extinguish.
thank you, Di.. read more
DIVYA

8 Months Ago

You're most welcome, my dear friend.
A wonderful piece of brevity J. Tells a story of someone who still has a hold on your heart and probably always will. Maybe this one ended far too soon and not because there was a falling out. Beautiful piece. Stirs the imagination.

Chris

Posted 8 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

8 Months Ago

thank you for your kind review, Chris,
j.
This was a nice poem….. until I hit that word “tomorrow” then it was spectacular! I really liked the way you played with the past and future to convey the depth of this unrequited love. It was short but profound.

Posted 8 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

8 Months Ago

Thank you for your words, fallon,
j.
short, concise, conveys your thoughts. Unfortunately, the people we miss dont ever give us another thought. I struggle with it as well.

Posted 8 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

8 Months Ago

Thank you for your thoughts, D.
j.

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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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