an engineer's spaceship to eternity

an engineer's spaceship to eternity

 

 

i used to know you before the whiskers

the gray below the ears,

the musky odor of age,

 

the mathematical mind that put an answer

to any problem a child could venture into,

always a solution, a sum of the parts

of the father's wishes for his son to 

divide his life with love

and find a quotient that reverberates success

 

i used to know you before the whiskers

the distant look in your eye

the tremble,

the weak walk toward the heaven

you will certainly adhere to

when you meet the next galaxy

 

i used to know you,

i hope to again someday.

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

1/15/16

Reviews

[David Scott]

The familiarity of old friends reads clearly.
I like the thought of sticking to the heavens. It is a kind way to be opened to the possibilities...
I'm sure the feeling was mutual.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

a very frustrating situation inspired this...and i truly appreciate your words, David.

j.

[David Scott]

I'm sorry you has sorrow behind this inspired write. It was delivered with elegant quietness.

[iand63]

An honest description of aging relationally without maudling into sentimentality. He must be some guy to have known, and know.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

he certainly is...thank you for your extended visit, ian...

j.

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

And in the knowing, he ever will be. His being is a part of you, embedded in your heart, and flowing in your veins. You bring him to life in you, through you, until you meet again. Beautiful!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, Linda Marie...
j.

[Miss Sharon]

Beautiful images of father and son. I too thought of my own Dad who passed away at the early age of 52. I am happy that I will see him again! This one is a keeper for me J! ~SP

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, Sharon.

j.

[andrew mitchell]

Only you Jacob could take us on this journey so well engineered!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, andrew.

j.

[andrew mitchell]

always welcome j, the sorcerer of writes you are!

[Scott Thompson]

Makes me miss my father J! Tearing up now as a man shouldn't.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i am sorry for your loss, Scott...sometimes we might not be so glad when others can relate to what we write.

thank you for reading....
j.

[Scott Thompson]

You made me think of him... Don't ever be sorry for that. Thank you! In my opinion one job of a poet is to "help" others feel things they can't, or won't, process alone. You are good at your job!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you----

[m.s.early]

Poetry that fades away like a spirit leaves sweet memories too.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, x.
j.

[Jimmy Yetts]

There are those you fervently wish to see, again; those you hope will yearn to see you, again.
Someday, dear friends, in the next galaxy!
A profoundly insightful, beautifully composed, piece of work!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Jimmy.

j.

[A hare off]

There are many in our lives that move on and wish to see them again someday. I hope your wish comes true.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, A hare,
j.

[Alfred Kukitz]

I love the emotional feel that drives your father to the galaxies. I have those same hopes of seeing souls I knew in life.

Love your titles!

Regards,
Al

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Al.

j.