Promise

Promise

there's a period after relevance

a title incorporated

into review

a page of what's been

read then

discarded 

 

life's work

sabotaged

with offers

we lay silent

pen by our side

keys leaning toward future

and then the tapping stops

just outside a door

upon which a hand

ceases contact.

erin-cilberto

10/1/23

Reviews

[Fairy Khan]

Always giving me something to ponder upon. It's an extraordinary piece.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, Fairy,
j.

[Miss Sharon]

Your writing always gives the reader something to ponder and no matter if their interpretaion fits what you had in mind or not, it is enough that they were interested enough to read at all. ~Sharon

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Sharon, you are so right...I truly appreciate any reads and any comments I get. Thank you for your words.
j.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

This, as always, conveys much in a few lines. There is a frustration to it and I may be off the mark, but the 'read then discarded' I see relating to the number of views a poem might garner with few translating into reviews.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Interesting, thank you for your words, John,
j.

[Chris Shaw]

This poem J gave me a feeling of apprehension. Almost a fear that there will come a time when our writing won’t be read. I have that feeling frequently. It isn’t pleasant especially when our poetry is so important to us.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Imagine if our words just died with us? Not pretty.
thank you, Chris,
j.

[Chris Shaw]

I know my grandchildren will read my words J even if no one else does. That is a comfort to me.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Your grandchildren will be quite lucky to get to read your words, Chris.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you my friend:)

[John the Baptist]

This one may refer to repeated false starts of the muse which looked promising at first. I suppose a life's work could be sabotaged by these phantoms, and we might lay our pens down. The last four lines describe the ultimate frustration, the permanent breaking off of that which at first had seemed to be the real thing.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I always enjoy your thoughtful interpretations...
thank you, John,
j.

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

Brilliant poem !
Can be interpreted a hundred personal ways by the reader and the writer holds the key to the door
Hope you well

[jacob erin-cilberto]

you can borrow my key anytime, Julie...interpret away.
j.

[Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)]

Lol ok 👍
Thanks

[Soren]

Always enigmatic. From the beginning, knowing your word play I questioned if the period was a space in time or that little ending dot for a sentence. The title I took for the heading of a piece not the position or level of attainment. This seems consistent with the next stanza and page (unless you are talking of knights). I loved the next stanza:
"life's work
sabotaged
with offers"
Apparently contradictory it makes some sense if you think of selling out. The next stanza holds both pen and keys to the future. Pen's are more traditional while keyboards speak more of technology. If the tapping is communication it would make sense that with technology human contact diminishes and may cease. Oh well so much for my fly away ideas. I'm sure others have better ideas and you have purposely left this enigmatic for the reader.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I do like where you went with this, Soren.
thank you..
j.

[W. Barrett Munn]

My interpretation is the loss of momentum of being in touch with the muse no more, and the awfulness of realization that as we age there may not be the time for a reconnection.

Winston

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, Winston,
j.

[red93]

Very interesting Work Jacob and I like how you keep the actions of this Piece mysterious and on the edge. Excellent ✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, red,
j.