letting the truth ride shotgun

letting the truth ride shotgun

 

 

 

 

 

convertible poet,

top down,

bucket seat cynicism

blowing in a sarcastic breeze

 

too much exposed,

other drivers shy across yellow lines

just to escape what their tinted windows

 

won't let them see

as they touch the upholstery of

their own lives,

that shelters them

with a kind of fabric used to blindfold

 

reason.

 

 

erin-cilberto

3/5/16

Reviews

[Lyn Anderson]

This is one of my faves of yours, which says a lot. For me it touches on so many things -- the poet's outpouring of personal experience and imagination -- a collective but individual, self-centered experience all at once.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for sharing your feelings of this and your insights, KL

glad it could touch a nerve, somehow.

j.

[barleygirl]

WOW! So imaginative & original! Love the ongoing car-cruise metaphor thru-out, which blends perfectly with the message. Great personification: "sarcastic breeze" . . . the 2nd stanza is outstanding, creating a strong visual with so few words -- I know the way people swerve to avoid the truth, oh yeah! But most creative & original of all is your title! Bravo!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, barleygirl...

j.

[Bare trees]

This bears a resemblance to stream of conscience with a spare metaphor/figurative thought in the trunk. I know what this means and what it may pertain to but I'll keep myself in the slow lane, quiet and reserved. Just watching for now. Excellent writing.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, Pale,

j.

[Lydia Shutter]

Cynical and sarcastic.....I think at a certain point that describes too many of us. Do we read between the lines too much sometimes? When we read, projection is at work, no doubt about it. Hey, it's all in what we bring to the party...or into the car as the case may be. Great metaphor. Lydi**

[jacob erin-cilberto]

or the car party...:)))
thanks for your words, my friend...and yes, we probably project much more than we ought to.

j.

[Érenn]

Interesting title to say in the least I think it's another thing I have got to learn. It was a fun yet enlightening read. A lot about whether truth to be exposed or living a lie. Ignoring the glaring lies just to avoid hurt or speaking the truth and end up a lot more than just hurt. That said living a life blindfolded is risky and quite frankly suicidal in the long term. I loved the read ^^ Thank you for sharing ^^

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, for your insightful review on this piece, Errenn...really appreciate your takes on my pieces...

j.

[Alfred Kukitz]

Wow! Wow! Absolutely love the title and the poem takes me on a fantastic ride all on Route 66.

A masterpiece Jacob!

Regards,
Al

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, Al...

j.

[B. Boileau]

Which is better? Exposing truth or lending a blind eye? I suppose it's what matters at the time. Personally I don't like backseat drivers, and going through life with blindfolds can be a dangerous thing.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

both such good points, bill...i don't like either of those, myself.

thank you,

j.

[highonwords]

poets see things differently and live lives that might be considered reckless/adventurous than an average person normally leads - poets feel too much

steph

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i do think poets feel too much sometimes---but i also think that often my emotions bypass me and just go directly into the poems...happens.
thank you, Steph...

j.

[Carolynn]

Poets do expose an awful lot don't they :) but I think I'd rather that then the blind folds :) I love the analogy and imagery you created with this!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Carolynn.
j.