without adornmentA Poem by jacob erin-cilberto
i'm
trying to be alone but thoughts of you keep intruding the top
bunk in the bed of roses my
mind tries to snip
i don't care about the
thorns bruising my heart, i don't want those
cursed flowers blooming in a garden of expectations--- i have raised enough
pain from seed
i'd rather re-sod the
dark earth of emotion that becomes less
fertile the more tears shed,
i want to be a lone weed enduring a plot of over-watered
intentions
a perennial counting on
itself for survival
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7 Reviews Added on January 13, 2016 Last Updated on January 13, 2016 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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