the forever guest

the forever guest

 

 

spill the incentives

the shaky glass of confidence

 

my drink of assertive liqueur

is watered down

 

i want to coast on the coaster

no refills, my placid place setting

needs a sharper knife

 

to slice away my ineptitude with love

maybe i could be excused from the table?

 

or just slide under it

and wait for the gathering to leave

since they still have hearts

 

a place to call home.

 

 

erin-cilberto

9/18/15

Reviews

[Pryde Foltz]

Ouch … the lone single person at a party; no curves to caress … no lips to kiss … but the bottles. Next time you are under than table look for me. I will be the one in half-lotus. ;)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i will , Pryde....

thank you,

j.

[NeiL ArandA]

Always coming but never settled. Always there but never at home. Always around but never found...

[jacob erin-cilberto]

such a cool, poetic response...

thank you.

j.

[Linda alexander]

Strong emotions, some time I used to wonder what a huge difference it will make if there are two great hearts can be together forever may be partial heaven on earth, but reality it won't happen all the times, it is way better than some poking our hearts with forks, a job well done dear poet

[jacob erin-cilberto]

really insightful review, Linda...thank you.

[Sami Khalil]

The knife gets sharper, the drinks get watered down and the gathering is finding no companion to break the bread of love. Sad and touching, sir...:).............

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Sami.

j.

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome. .....:).........

[rubie]

there is a heavy and profound sadness in this piece which is palpable to me as i read it.

the speaker seems paralyzed by sadness and seems resigned to wallow in it hereafter.

how strong the power of love is, that it can take so much along with it when it departs...

well penned, my friend

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, rubie.

j.

[jeannemarie coulter]

very beautiful images start to finish and thought provoking words...well penned, indeed, jacob...

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, jeannemarie.

j.

[Einstein Noodle]

Laissez-faire seeps under the door ...crowds out ... dulls knives ... sucks life ... an amazing balance of vulnerability and stupor ... when tequila refuses to stiffen ... the only place to slide is under that table ... what an incredible write says i! ... after reading a couple times and digesting .. its your title that nails the coffin and covers me .. you should be very proud of this poem in my opinion! such misery can find no companion.
E.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your very kind review, E.

j.

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

oh, man...this is heavy, heavy writing...so much heartache has left the speaker with no confidence and all he wants to do is scoot away or hide beneath the table... when love leaves it does leave one homeless, doesn't it?...great write, my friend

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, FT.
j.

[Lydia Shutter]

Liquor is often a confidence booster, but the heady assertiveness soon wears off. Sounds like love has served up just too many rancid dishes and you are ready to walk away. I'm not sure anyone TRULY gives up on love. There is always that little crumb of hope left on the plate...the one that can't be washed away. Great metaphor. Lydi*

[jacob erin-cilberto]

that crumb gets smaller and less easy to see.

thank you, Lydi, for your words.

j.

[An owl on the moon]

You create such a deep, rich mood in your words, an ambience of shadows and longings. Your poetic voice always amazes me, my friend.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, Craig.

j.