jacob erin-cilberto : Writing

something in the room

something in the room

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


something in the room a comatose heart intravenous drops of your love keep my breath aware erin-cilberto 4/12/18
an empty cab's confusion

an empty cab's confusion

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


an empty cab's confusion roads close construction agendas patchwork relationships approaching dead ends, pot holed feelings, de..
freezing my insolence to the keys

freezing my insolence to the keys

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


freezing my insolence to the keysyou chided me on my free verseasked if i knew what meter ismy reply, of coursewas that it was that thing into whichi ..
Confronting Feelings---a Senryu

Confronting Feelings---a Senryu

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


Confronting Feelings---a senryu as our lips ignite the lovely imposition dares us to explode erin-cilberto 4/7/18
bottle of next time

bottle of next time

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


bottle of next time exposed affections, cheeks explode crimson embarrassment eyes defect hide in dark brown retina beleaguered heart ki..
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Compartment 114
Compartment 114
porchlight

porchlight

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


porchlightelementary essentialsteen age anxietyon the doorstep of infatuationin the throes of oblivionyour lips accept my ascentmountains of familiari..
endangered poets

endangered poets

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


endangered poetsat 90 somethingthe old man's discoursedrooling syllables,words hardly come to him anymorethe writing of them, the reading plaguedwith ..
Word Count

Word Count

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


Word Count elapsing synapse the distance elaborates like a wordy essay filler syllables ignite into years of memory ..
the cry of spring

the cry of spring

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


the cry of spring Sunday saturates the soil with weeping tears it's April again. erin-cilberto 4/3/18
the revisions we never got to write

the revisions we never got to write

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


the revisions we never got to write extra spaces in the margins of conversation elicited responses of silence then indents..