a Testament of Chaotic Comfort

a Testament of Chaotic Comfort

 

 

 

the spiritual dilemma 

of a dew drop

 

covers up the legacy of envy

that un-serene green

 

in a pasture of longing

souls unsatisfied with partial rainbows

 

colors exist in prayerful modes of sky

an inkling of yesterday's rain

 

the trouble with exceeding the needing

until the blades of belonging cut the ties

 

love loses dimension

within its own rosary of rebellion

 

and quarrels find confessional anecdotes

of too many acts of contrition and regret

 

Sunday's pew

finds only a few

in genuflection

 

when the tip of the sun

at last

reaches the grass

of reflection.

 

 

erin-cilberto

8/28/15

Reviews

[LapseOfMind]

An incredible poem, great job! You truly do have a way with words. Thank you for inspiring me

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words,

j.

[~]

An intriguing write mixing naturalism with theism. The freedom of choice rings clearly giving a bit of insight to the reader of the poet's own convictions.
When there is less to do with love, and more with green.. we lose sight of what is important.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your insightful reply, moonskittles...

j.

[Pryde Foltz]

Well ... you know I love this one. Excellent in construction and meaning.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

kind of hoped this one might hit you, Pryde...with all of your insightful Tao poems...

j.

[Pryde Foltz]

I saw the synchronicity and levels of it at that:)

[rubie]

love the last two stanzas...

we do not need to physically attend a service in order to pray, or to reflect on our souls.

i love the use of internal rhyme here too.

quite a thought-provoking and beautiful piece

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, rubie.

j.

[....................]

even the soul experiences night sweats, its fragile petal covered by that single drop of dew and thoughts wander about the damp grass wondering what the whole picture really looks like...each blade of grass on lowered in prayer until the sun arrives to bring them out of their spiritual slumber... such a splendid use of figurative language...love it

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, FT.

j.