a rhyming party of one

a rhyming party of one

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto

a rhyming party of one

 

 

i'm no patsy,

no fool

i won't drool

over you

 

i'll blink once as you pass by

and not look you eye to eye

 

my heart couldn't stand it

if rendered  helpless again

too many bruises

from way back when

 

and then,

and now

i won't allow

 

it to be torn in two

by anyone else, 

but especially you

 

i'm no patsy

no fool

no longer prone

 

but i have to admit i ponder

why i'm up here on this hill

 

alone.

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

1/31/16

© 2016 jacob erin-cilberto


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What a great piece, Jacob.
A party of one, indeed!
I liked the all lower case text and the simple rhyme scheme...kind of like a rock song.
Party on bro!
I might have to come down off my hill though...
Z.

Posted 8 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

8 Years Ago

i hear ya, Zeitnot...thank you...

j.
Maybe I'm wrong,but I interpreted being alone on the hill implied being aloof. Come down, mingle, have fun and grow old disgracefully - like me. My wife tells me "Act your age, not your shoe size".

Norman

Posted 8 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

8 Years Ago

i like your take on this Norman....but your wife would scold me for sure...i have never acted my age.. read more
Once bitten, twice shy...and yet, if you don't try, you never know and you remain alone up on that hill. The rhyming in this one is great. A person can be cautious, but to stay up on that hill alone and never come down is to be in a darkened rut forever. It seems no matter how many times a heart is broken, it can rebound. I liked this one. Lydi**

Posted 8 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

8 Years Ago

i appreciate your review and what you said about the rhyme..it just came out that way--did a little .. read more
Ah, day after day, alone on that hill...a wry little touch there. This is what we get for not being patsies.

Posted 8 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

8 Years Ago

that hill is spacious though...especially with so few of us up there on it...ha ha.
thank you.. read more

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jacob erin-cilberto
jacob erin-cilberto

Carbondale, IL



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Originally 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..

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