Hush

Hush

 

 

 

gossiping emotions

i hear the secrets whispered

love, that evasive rogue

 

left me behind the blue door once again

lighting candles to save on electric heartbeats,

the bills of regret getting too expensive

 

maybe i will put those tender notes

on lay-a-way,

until i can afford to sing 

something other than sordid songs

 

and tap my feet a little

against the boards of trepidation,

remembering good words of the tune

 

only,

 

yes i hear them

they hardly try to hide themselves

the voices get louder

each time,

 

i get further away from the 

din of distraction.

 

 

erin-cilberto

9/26/15

Reviews

[rubie]

when we find ourselves behind that blue door, we need to take stock and remember how we got there. only then can we emerge from behind it to listen to the music of love once more.

wonderful piece, jacob.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, rubie.

j.

[Clara]

Sometimes life gets too loud, I like the quiet.
Amazing write, J.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words,

j.

[marcus]

What an amazing metaphor! I really liked this, great one Jacob!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, marcus.
j.

[Richard Man]

Great rhythm,
I think the lack of full stops (points) really works.
I read this, whispered it, shouted it, sang it and only breathed when the distraction ended.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your very kind review, Richard.

j.

[Miss Sharon]

(maybe i will put those tender notes on lay-a-way, until i can afford to sing something other than sordid songs) Yes...time to bring out those tender notes from lay-away Jacob. Time to sing and make merry while there is still breath and life and love to give! Love this write. ~Sharon

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Sharon.

j.

[Willard Wells]

Here I just stopped by to read a great piece of literature written by you and wouldn't you know it, I have to think. Your work is excellent, but I did not plan on it being thought provoking like it is. Making me interpret your words and read between the lines. Nicely done.

Silence is golden, but only if you find it.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, Willard.

j.

[B]

Something about a whisper feels like this person is being fake
or lying
gossiping about someone
and appearing to be loving

because love is brave
it doesnt whisper
it acts

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your insightful words, Nisreen...

j.

[Jon Roggie]

We all have our voices. Some are worth hearing.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

true, true...thank you, Jon.

j.

[...]

Jacob...yeah, I feel this...damn you! lol What I love is the REAL of what you write. You dress it up or underdress it even. It stands out, screams parabolic truth. I love it!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, lynn...

j.

[Alfred Kukitz]

This certainly has your mark of poetic genius. What a unique way to sing & dance the blues.

Regards,
Al

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, kind sir.

j.