Crash

Crash

 

 

 

total liquidation 

thoughts to ink

ink to paper,

stocks of the heart sold

to the highest bidder,

 

moving on to another life,

no pens,

no keys

no prophetic shape needed

only a "soul for sale" sign

 

crookedly planted in a yard of despair

creativity inhaled out of thin air

breathing erratic

like Bernie Madoff

just made off

 

with all my wealth of feelings

leaving me totally 

blank.

 

 

erin-cilberto

2/13/16

Reviews

[V]

The last lines really got me. Your poems are such nice things to read. So full of deep imagery.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, Vanessa...

j.

[V]

You're welcome. Always. :)

[Lydia Shutter]

Getting involved in a romance is an investment...and a risky one at that. The mention of Bernie Madoff in this one is brilliant. Just saw the TV movie about him.....still can't believe he conned so many. Lydi**

[jacob erin-cilberto]

he sure did, didn't he? wow, what an individual he is---

thank you for your words,read morehe sure did, didn't he? wow, what an individual he is---

thank you for your words,

j.

[Alfred Kukitz]

You encapsulated many men in the investment game. I recall, There, a brutal indictment of a man's soul gone eerie.

Problem is Madoff is in the country club prison. I'd send him to Rikers.

Great writing!

Regards,
Al

[jacob erin-cilberto]

yes, that country club prison...which is little more than detention after school...

thank you for your words, Al.

j.

[ms. barrie]

brilliantly executed poem...your immense talent in your
choice of words... always leaves
such intriguing thought-provoking impression on the reader...
always a pleasure to 're visit your ink drops.
and sincere apologies for being slow on the uptake.

I thank you for sharing your gifted pen with us all..
~ x- barrie

[jacob erin-cilberto]

no apologies needed at all..we all have lives---not always easy to find time to be reading, and so many poets here to read and enjoy...

thank you much for your very kind comments, Barrie....

j.

[Tina Kline]

Our words are left behind with everything else when we are no longer here. A legacy for some but what happens to the others? A well done poem.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, Tina...

j.

[Tina Kline]

You're very welcome.

[Jon Roggie]

Sometimes a write leaves you empty. Nice one.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Jon.
j.

[Lyn Anderson]

drawing the ties between the concrete realities of life and fleeting emotions -- once again, well done.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you KL....missed you...

j.

[Lyn Anderson]

I missed you too. I just needed a break from the undercurrents. Apparently admin is working hard at sweeping those negatives away quickly.

[andrew mitchell]

Yes what happens to one's writes when death takes you, all left behind. I would feel blank too! You leave empty handed!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

that is so true, andrew...
thank you for your words,
j.

[Cherrie Palmer]

What a great play on worlds and all we need now is a sign that says keep off the lawn.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, Cherrie.

j.

[Cherrie Palmer]

Your writing is always excellent

[JayceeC]

Hmm, something in the air. I think sometimes we just goo blank for a while. None can show emotion endlessly. It uses too much energy.
Hooper it all comes back soon, but I'm sure it will. Jan
Ps- loved the Bernie reference.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, Jan...

j.