A Saturday Morning Rhyme
A Poem by
jacob erin-cilberto
A Saturday Morning Rhyme
the skin starts sagging
the brain starts lagging
filtered life
of selective attention
with little or no retention
but love still touches my heart
even as we are forever apart.
erin-cilberto
4/28/25
© 2025 jacob erin-cilberto
Reviews
sounds like a fine Saturday morning to me....
I like the last 2 lines which seem more hopeful than the initial lines...
BB73
Posted 5 Days Ago
4 Days Ago
Thank you for your kind words, BB73.
j.
Very relatable poem Jacob. I don't remember alit these days. But I remember all the love
Posted 2 Weeks Ago
Very relatable poem Jacob. I don't remember alit these days. But I remember all the love
1 Week Ago
Thank you, D.
j.
Wonderful write Jacob love this so true
Posted 2 Weeks Ago
Wonderful write Jacob love this so true
1 Week Ago
Thank you, Julie,
j.
AS our dear friends the Beatles sang
"and in the end...the love you take is equal to the love you make."
The body sags ... hand strength diminishes ... but Love abides.
j. always appreciate your words of love in all its guses...and the hope they inspire.
The face and body may sag ... but inside there is still that young man wondering ...
what the Hell happened.
Posted 2 Weeks Ago
AS our dear friends the Beatles sang
"and in the end...the love you take is equal to the love you make."
The body sags ... hand strength diminishes ... but Love abides.
j. always appreciate your words of love in all its guses...and the hope they inspire.
The face and body may sag ... but inside there is still that young man wondering ...
what the Hell happened.
1 Week Ago
Nothing like Abbey Road and some Golden Slumber.
Thanks, Ted,
j.
We're all like pears sitting on the ground, fallen beneath the tree. And life is like the bees that come along and land on us.
Inside, the sweet part, I guess that's the last two lines here.
Good one, J.
Posted 2 Weeks Ago
We're all like pears sitting on the ground, fallen beneath the tree. And life is like the bees that come along and land on us.
Inside, the sweet part, I guess that's the last two lines here.
Good one, J.
1 Week Ago
I really like your analogy, Relic.
thank you.
Definitely quite the punch in those last 2 lines. Well done. ~Jim
Posted 2 Weeks Ago
Definitely quite the punch in those last 2 lines. Well done. ~Jim
2 Weeks Ago
Thank you, Jim.
j.
Ah the aging process. Good though, if love can still touch your heart even if it is a memory. Sad brevity dear J.
Chris
Posted 2 Weeks Ago
Ah the aging process. Good though, if love can still touch your heart even if it is a memory. Sad brevity dear J.
Chris
2 Weeks Ago
Thank you for your kind words, Chris.
j.
Great work. Powerful in brevity.
Posted 2 Weeks Ago
Great work. Powerful in brevity.
2 Weeks Ago
Thank you ,Thomas.
j.
This one has a "Don't give up the ship!" quality to it. Life may be "filtered," but the hope of love is still there.
Posted 2 Weeks Ago
This one has a "Don't give up the ship!" quality to it. Life may be "filtered," but the hope of love is still there.
2 Weeks Ago
Thank you, John.
j.
even when our skin sags and we become forgetful, we really never forget the one we love(d).
-Curt
Posted 2 Weeks Ago
even when our skin sags and we become forgetful, we really never forget the one we love(d).
-Curt
2 Weeks Ago
Thank you, Curt.
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..
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