a chaw of possibilities

a chaw of possibilities

 

 

into the spittoon

of life

wasted moments, 

fearfully find their target

 

hidden agendas

drip from the sides

it's a repulsive scene

 

regurgitation

of life

 

sensed but 

never savored.

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

9/26/23

Reviews

[DIVYA]

So many wasted moments, days, weeks, months and years, my life's spittoon must be almost brimming. A regurgitated life feels so sad. A very interesting and new metaphor you have here, dear Jacob. Public spittoons are a way of life in my country and always so stained with the reds of betel leaves and betelnut juice. Terrifying to behold. So this was a very strong association for me and of course I loved the poem for it.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, Divya, for your kind comments on my not so pretty metaphor.
j.

[Nima.Hope]

I believe we don't realize the loss of wasted moments,untill we are heading to the end. I myself have felt this spite a few times. Especially when an important thing was on my responsibility and after doing that, I would always ask myself if I could do better. Human is naturally ignorant toward some crucial subjects.
Nima

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I guess we could always do better, Nima, but then
if we did everything perfectly the first time, life would be quite boring, I am sure.
Thank you.
j.

[Nima.Hope]

My pleasure sir.

[Fran Marie]

Life can get quite distasteful especially with
wasted moments..& hidden agendas, life sensed
but never savored as it were..great write .great
Metaphors as always ...nice work dear friend

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for your kind review, Fran Marie,
j.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Well said Jacob. Do often we miss the things that matter because we are too focused on things that don't.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Ain't that the truth? Yep.

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

Lift up the spitting bowl today to toast the next day ahead leave the past in the bowl crying over old spit never did any good
Loved your metaphors
I despise spitting
If I have to spit with a cold I do into a tissue could not imagine having a law that says spit here
Great write and metaphors

[jacob erin-cilberto]

crying over old spit...i like that...although milk tastes a bit better than a chaw...
thank you, Julie,
j.

[Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)]

To be honest I’d never heard of the term chaw

[Maximus]

Extremely well written with deep effective thought, I really enjoyed going through this poem.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, Maximus,
j.

[Maximus]

You are Welcome

[Chris Shaw]

What a journey life is. We have to navigate it as best we can. We will waste time, we will make mistakes but it is futile to beat ourselves up over it. Such an interesting metaphor here J. Reminds me of visiting China, where people spat in the streets frequently. Perfectly acceptable in their culture, repulsive in mine.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

and repulsive to me as well...But I would like to have visited China...interesting to see how folks live in other countries.
j.

[Chris Shaw]

I got homesick. Wanted to leave soonest …..

[console]

nicely put J

my one cent:
In the chaw of possibilities, we find our way, through challenges and obstacles that come our way.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

we do, don't we? somehow we do.
thank you, console,
j.

[console]

we always have, mate

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Another salient, sage write with impact. How many of us regret those wasted times? Love the careful word choice in this clinical piece Jacob.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

at my age now, I try not to waste any more moments....when I was younger I didn't know any better.read moreat my age now, I try not to waste any more moments....when I was younger I didn't know any better.
j.