notice

notice

 

 

 

spent logic

broke philosophy,

tender tenets 

unleashed in sorrowful serenity

feeling the bad feel good

 

the pomp and circumstance

of thriving to the steady beat 

of sadness,

a poet's march

 

becomes another's September

and we all remember when we were solvent

writing to solve the heart's issues

with fervor,

 

but now with emotions so deeply in the red

even the rose blushes,

the thorns turn the pages 

with bleeding anxiety,

that the next word absorbed by the page

 

will be returned for insufficient funds.

 

 

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

3/15/16

Reviews

[Alfred Kukitz]

A dazed excitement the checkbook of poetry scribbling away bouncing checks that soar in the bankruptcy of beauty.

Regards,
Al

[jacob erin-cilberto]

your response is a poem in itself...

thank you Al...
j.

[Érenn]

Okay i will be honest, this piece carried me to all sorts of places. I was present in the town of Confusion. So this was one I read over and over again, before I felt something went into my head. Well the poem itself was great, the flow and all was excellent( they always are in your case) . The mood though varied from frustration, sadness and little resentment sometimes.

Now I ended up interpreting this one as the loss of what one was once good at. There were times a certain style of the way one would write would come so easily, without any issues. But then going down the road one is unable to produce the magic one could with that certain style and philosophy in mind. Now all one can do is look at the bad piece and try to convince the heart and mind that this is good. The fact remains even after trying to pour all emotions in that write, in fact too much effort. But yet it feels that one hasn't delivered. So i think the lesson learned here is don't just stick with one thing. Sooner or later you are bound to run at a roadblock. Mix it up try something new, who knows you might end up dwelling into new grounds finding new things to talk about. And creating something new and fun all together. ^^ Again just my take on it.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

a very apt interpretation...really enjoy getting your takes on the poems, my friend...i like where your mind goes, and appreciate it much.

j.

[icelandicblue]

Our words are sometimes lost to the winds, but with each season we seem to carve out a new heart that depicts our interaction with ourselves.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

oh so true....thank you, Anne.

j.

[Nisreen]

i get this feeling reading this piece
not all the words we write come out right
or come out

sometimes we are in debt to silence
when words have been ridden by anxiety

emotions can go a bit too fast
and revoking words can sometimes occur to a writer

i like this piece

[jacob erin-cilberto]

and i like your philosophy of it---thank you RiverSided....

j.

[Lyn Anderson]

I relate this to poetry and the current state of politics. We are poised on the precipice of losing our way, due to the disillusionment we feel.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

yes, i agree with what you say here...thank you for your keen insights..

j.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

A true poet can not force the words or the meaning will fall flat... that is when we sit back and let the muse work through her stubbornness.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, ...and yes, she must work through it...

j.

[Lydia Shutter]

We all go through these times...when the muse sits stubbornly with arms crossed and refuses to give us inspiration. Best to write on through those times...which you obviously know. We go through stages....write about different things. Let's face it, we are ever-changing so our poetry must follow suit. Lydi**

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your incredible insights, Lydi....always a pleasure to read your interpretations...read morethank you for your incredible insights, Lydi....always a pleasure to read your interpretations...

j.

[Norman 223]

Muse lost = bemused.
N.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, my friend.'

j.

[Einstein Noodle]

enjoyed the word play and your "insufficient funds" gave me a fine chuckle .. i think you have a fine mind to explore so many avenues ...fearing the closing doors of the muse can be as terrifying as the seriousness of the artist eh!? thanks for sharing jacob!
E.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, E.

j.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Jacob, we each have a presence
to share in good times and bad times.
We share logic, philosophy and tender tenets.
Our collection of moments shared will last a lifetime.
We are drawn toward an aura of goodness.
We can only hope we never have to mark our
Correspondence "return to sender... address unknown".
truly, Pat

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i really like that...and yes, all true...thank you for your words, Pat...
j.