on the third dayA Poem by jacob erin-cilbertoon the third day
saccharine
Sunday at the blues farm, field of thoughts ready
to be plowed benign vessels of
sweetened, soulful intimations
early rising themes
greet the sun with contentment a lighter shade of words seeps through the blinds and the moon rings of
night slowly disappear
like those repetitive
tear drops that passed for
yesterday's rain in a heart ready to
harvest a renaissance of
vindicated vocabulary
to imbue the day with resurrected smiles.
erin-cilberto 8/22/15 © 2015 jacob erin-cilbertoReviews
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11 Reviews Added on August 23, 2015 Last Updated on August 23, 2015 Authorjacob erin-cilbertoCarbondale, ILAboutOriginally 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..Writing
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