Cheat Sheet

Cheat Sheet

 

 

strangely enamored

with your wicked smile,

your eyes pinch my cheeks

reality is a pupil

sitting within a classroom of lashes

fluttering in synthetic solicitation

while all the time a hand raised towards mine

faking as if to have an answer,

 

truant students of love

skip out on its true meaning

sell chagrin with those shallow grins

and suddenly, i wake up once again

having slept through to the bell,

learning nothing.

 

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

1/2/15

Reviews

[David Scott]

I was starting to pick out a favorite line and then I just had to give up and smile... The first stanza caught me with "your eyes pinch my cheeks". Then you just kept hitting me with every line after that. A wonderful poem! "truant students of love", Indeed!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, David,

j.

[Adam Adams]

Damn! It's so hot to have a crush on college bimbos than focusing on stupid books. Ah, sometimes i even wonder, how one can be so focused if the classroom's already so full of empty minded but ravishing lasses!! Damn! It's too hot!!! Ha! *just playing*

Anyways, i guess, u were being quite lost in yer college days or may be somehow reminding ur gone days since ur hand & the pen stuck in 'twix ur shivering fingers got ya get strewn all ov'd the castle of notebook with blown words. Excellent. U write with the depth of ur furrowed heart, man!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, and the smile....

j.

[Solar]

A lot to see in this classroom scene, it appears !

'your eyes pinch my cheeks
reality is a pupil
sitting within a classroom of lashes
fluttering in synthetic solicitation'

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, Solar.
j.

[jesserose99]

oh Jacob I love this...just thinking of how easy it was in the subjects I wasn't passionate about to skip out on the lesson...to miss the point. still at that young age not getting the irony that I was judging the students in my English classes that didn't have the fire to learn. How could they not see. I had a dream I was a teacher last night...and am thinking about student loans and everything this morning and I read this. It does inspire to think you might inspire. :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, jesserose.

j.

[A hare off]

Really good Jacob. I know I slept through a few bells in my day but my fourth grade student teacher was hot, no sleeping in that class but a lot of dreaming.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for the smile, A hare....

we had both a fourth and seventh grade teachers...Miss Plum...and Mrs. Catalani..in a catholic grade school...yep dreaming.

thanks, A hare.

[Great Aunt Astri]

Wonderful metaphor! I enjoyed this poem.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Great Aunt Astri.

j.

[Sami Khalil]

A sad but true comparison between love sheet and a test sheet. Some take it as learning steps seriously and with full devotion and others cheat and be absent from it while learning. An excellent one, Jacob....:)..........

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, Sami.

j.

[Sami Khalil]

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

[Elwyn]

"Your eyes pinch my cheeks" a bit of a schoolboy crush, a little condescending to have the cheeks pinched, she's out of your league (or at least that's how it's perceived!). We all need a nap now and again, and why sit through math when you could dream up such delightful poems, anyway? Lovely write.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Elwyn...

j.

[Dalton]

"truant students of love
skip out on its true meaning" — this is brilliant. I actually hummed a loud, in some kind of subconscious agreement. Thanks be to the author for this work.
Salute.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Dalton.

j.

[Alfred Kukitz]

If you don't pay attention in class I'll send you to the back of the room with a book by Erin-Cilberto.

Regards,
Al

[jacob erin-cilberto]

oh my God, what awful punishment...you are strict, my friend.

j.

[Alfred Kukitz]

I got it from the nuns.