growing up

growing up

 

 

on the rock ledge,

outside your house on a quiet street

muffled laughter

inflected words,

infected spirits,

intersected lips

 

the transistor radio played our song

and then melted into burning ambition

the future became a hot static

but we cared not,

as hands explored the dial

of our deliverance

 

into tomorrows we fantasized

but inevitably met

our separate ways,

 

yet, i bet the moon remembers

don't you?

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

5/19/16

Reviews

[Jyoti_Ablaze]

Life is an extraordinary journey in true sense, where we live in moments and then those moments becomes us.
Loved this poem.
Happy I read this.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, Jyoti...

j.

[Jyoti_Ablaze]

You are welcome.

[Rita L. Sev]

*sigh* - Young loves, first kisses, all that "forever" talk... Yes, the moon remembers. And she whispers the memories to us when it seems we have forgotten. Love this one, Jacob.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Rita.

j.

[Jamestown]

Growing up, is so very hard to do, and then when we do
we wish we were young again, can't win situation, truly enjoyed reading this
Thanks for sharing and b-blessed!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

wow, thanks, Jamestown...

have missed you, hope you are doing well, my friend..

j.

[Nisreen]

I guess two can have a path that diverges but meets in essence
Ask the moon ask the stars that have placed their fates to each other

The little bits of detail in a fake environment never managed to break the truth of an emotion

[jacob erin-cilberto]

you are so insightful...love your reply.

thanks,

j.

[William Gardner]

I wonder if fiber board and wires commute feeling? I wonder if they do, or if we warm it with grasping fingers and hope that it breathes.

I felt the pulse in this one my friend, glad to see you are well.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, William...

j.

[icelandicblue]

Transistor radios in the summer time when the weather was hot..
Thanks for making me smile.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words...yes loved those days...

j.

[Shabeeh Haider]

Some moments are never forgotten. Dreams were shared for a future that was never meant to be.
Beautifully penned.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, Shabeeh.

j.

[boblakin]

Some things you don't forget.

boblakin

[jacob erin-cilberto]

that is true,bob,

thank you...

[Lyn Anderson]

Ah, I often wonder -- there were those moments, weren't there. This sums up that feeling beautifully.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, KL...

j.

[Matching Socks]

This takes me back to my own moments. Good times.
Very nice Jacob, as always.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Ana, glad you could relate.

j.