incidental contact in still life pose

incidental contact in still life pose

 

 

icy fingers

frozen keys

frigid life of a poet

with a snow blind mind

 

words in disarray

from the blizzard

that never really happened

except in cold compress

 

of a thoughtful inertia of ideas.

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

10/9/15

Reviews

[rubie]

i love poetry that speaks to the angst in a poet's soul.

it reminds me of the suspended animation of writer's block....

great piece!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, my friend.

j.

[Lydia Shutter]

"inertia of ideas" I have been suffering from just that lately. Frozen thoughts, fingers, and keyboard keys. The words are all there, but they make no sense. They taunt and tease. Ah yes, I relate. Wonderful. Lydi**

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, hope your trip was delightful...

j.

[Lydia Shutter]

it truly was. Thank you.

[icelandicblue]

That is because when we cannot think, sleep or speak we write. When we cannot write we read. My icy fingers have read a universe of late. As always your work sings to me.
Anne

[jacob erin-cilberto]

you are very kind with your words, Anne

thank you.

[RomaJ]

sounds like my night. "Icy fingers frozen keys a frigid life of a poet" nothing, a hot cup of tea can't fix. haha brilliantly done, j. Your metaphors always amaze me.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, Roma.

j.

[Kelly Scheppers]

Jacob, I am always left to ponder your words, with awe and a little envy.

I was wondering, as I often do, what comes first for you - the title or the body of the poem? Just curious...

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Kelly...

and to answer your question...the title always last....

j.

[Adam Adams]

Sounds astounding. Many kinda perspectives your poetry's being written across. Always an intriguing read! Well, "love" and the "words" or "words" n "love" both walk in peers so it's always interesting to see which overcome the analogies of heart with "Satisfaction" first: love or words, cos.. the funny thing is without love, there's no "Word" and without "words", there's nothing not even the shades of love. What a beautiful & thought evoking write you've come up with!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for the really insightful review, Adams...

j.

[emmajoy]

Your version of poet's block maybe? But if so, never put so dramatically. There's an atmosphere of numbed emotions, a loss of knowing why did it happen, did it happen and.. how.. ?

Your intensity is sometimes - hard to follow, but always worthy of yet another few reads.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, emma...

j.