![]() brush fireA Poem by jacob erin-cilbertobrush fire
in the
wilderness of the mind the lost find solace in
a brush of brevity when thoughts come and
go like a newsreel that flashes waves, eroding sands,
trafficking a current of confusion
the compass frozen,
direction at an impasse he blinks, shakes his
head, thinks he remembers a
woman
but when he reaches the
clearing his GPS deletes his
memory
and emptiness greets him
with a hug that ignites a feeling
of something or someone
he once knew----
erin-cilberto 11/20/15 © 2015 jacob erin-cilbertoReviews
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8 Reviews Added on November 21, 2015 Last Updated on November 21, 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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