holding a sign with a slip knot faith

holding a sign with a slip knot faith

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto

holding a sign with a slip knot faith


it's too windy to poem
gusts of regurgitation
of sad digestion
bad love does not sit well in the heart

but no medicine cures that
only time
but even in perfect doses
time fails

even as the dose is doubled
writing a tragic love poem in a calm cubicle
keeps words from flying off a page
but we still hear the wind

the sound is a haunting echo intrepid faith
in bonding

might as well let go
the clasp might just kill both of us
passion was never enough to really tie a firm knot

I am tossing myself into the air
waving at you

and when the gusts do subside
the momentum has already
crossed us over to oblivion's corner

where we clasp a sign for help
knowing our hand will never hold 
that lover's again.


erin-cilberto
3/27/24

© 2024 jacob erin-cilberto


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That last tercet really hits with power. It brings to a sharp point all of the pain that was building up through the previous verses. It makes us feel that pain.

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Weeks Ago

Thank you, John,
j.
I do agree Jacob.
"might as well let go
the clasp might just kill both of us
passion was never enough to really tie a firm knot."
Easy to release, hard to grasp again. Thank you my friend for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Weeks Ago

Thank you for your kind review, Coyote,
j.
At least sign holders get paid; not our poet though. Advertising the hurt and pain can be a marketing purge; might be good to showcase it in NY for the world to see in Times Square.
Wow!

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Weeks Ago

Times Square...a possibility.
thank you, Sami,
j.
Sami Khalil

2 Weeks Ago

Hehehe! You are welcome sir Jacob.
I am tossing myself into the air
waving at you

I sense frustration here. I see someone vying for attention and not getting it. Love knots are preferable to slip knots. Aren’t they noose like? Some relationships are doomed to die. This sounds like one of them. Dear j, there is much to think about here.

bad love does not sit well in the heart - never a truer word said.

Chris



Posted 2 Weeks Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Weeks Ago

Thank you for your kind words, Chris,
j.
I find there are times when no wind brings anything but poetic frustration ... fortunately the words occasionally storm on their own. ~Jim

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Weeks Ago

we need storms...thank you, Jim,
j.

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jacob erin-cilberto
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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