a ripple of existence

a ripple of existence

 

I skipped a stone across the pond

but the splash made the pond disappear

just an empty crater left

 

everything disappeared

as if I never existed

and the stone is still skipping

 

onto a new plane

where I, as of yet, am not invited

so I sit on the shore shuffling thoughts

 

pondering the pond that was

the I who was

and poem billows in the sand of life.

 

 

erin-cilberto

4/28/24

Reviews

[DIVYA]

Sometimes life feels like an illusion. As if we aren't real. All that we did or achieved was a dream that quickly passed away and we scatter as sand in the wind, not finding a plane. This is what I felt, reading the poem and its very sad. This poem is very beautiful, my friend.

[Thomas W Case]

Tremendous imagery. Powerful work.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, Thomas,
j.

[Desert Knave]

The imagery here is spectacular ... I can see the stone skippin' away. Well done. ~Jim

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Jim...
still skippin'

[Chris Shaw]

Such a creative dream like poem j. I sense a certain frustration and uncertainty here. Your work is not done. You are not ready to meet your maker. He is giving you that message.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, Chris...maybe there is still something left in the tank.
j.

[Chris Shaw]

Plenty dear friend. You ain’t done yet.

[A Poor Player]

Wow Jacob. This is immensely beautiful and moving. There's so much to unpack here and so many layers. It's also more about what you haven't said that what you have, which to me is great poetry. I'm busy filling in the blanks with my own life experiences. As it should be.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I am glad you are able to fill in the blanks and relate on your own terms,
thank you so much,
j.