when the clouds become us

when the clouds become us

some people cry blue rainbows

into the dead of night,

and their rock hard pillows

substantiate the pain of life

rain and tears not distinguishable

they are all water under a damaged bridge

the heart's trestles beyond repair

some people cry blue rainbows

color blind emotions follow the arc

and love sits atop some mountain of longing

moons after the deluge dries up

some people cry blue rainbows

in a sky that is reluctant to clear

no matter how hard the sun tries

to shine on them.

erin-cilberto

5/28/16

Reviews

[V]

An entirely lovable piece, I am especially drawn to the repetition of the line"some people cry blue rainbows ", a great image, matches the content so well, I can relate to it anyways. You reflect feelings.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, Vanessa.

j.

[escherflight]

"no matter how hard the sun shines on them"

that last line - it's so true of us. How strange we are, eh.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, escherflight.

j.

[Ruth]

Speaks volumes to me Jacob...you have voiced with compassion and empathy that which haunts many and tangibly so...

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Poppy.

j.

[Nisreen]

I think this is very well placed
Sadness and how it comes through ......

I believe we all cry in very different ways
Some illuminate light through tears
Others extinguish life through sadness

All that matters is whether the public is sensitive enough to spot sadness
and alleviate it

I guess this is why tears leave the human body from our eyes
Something very visible and open to the public
Because no one should cry alone ......

[jacob erin-cilberto]

wow, your response is much better than the poem itself...

thank you, Curiosity,
j.

[Jamestown]

A broken heart is sometimes a lengthy recovery.
Some never fully get back to what they know as normality,
this is so well written as always my friend, Thanks for sharing and b-blessed!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Jamestown...

j.

[Lyn Anderson]

It is tough to fight one's way out of the dark -- some do it for a while, and then crawl right back in. Some never make it out.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, KL...

j.

[...]

I agree with Pryde. Living life is a choice easier said than done. The heart is a muscle that torn, can be reluctant to rebuild...having memory and all...

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, lynn.

j.

[Bacchus]

Feels like a flood...
as some drown themselves
trying for the ark to reach that resting mountain.

they even decide to lay their head on rocks to comfort them

those that constantly cry "victim!"

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, Bacchus...

j.

[andrew mitchell]

How true J some people create their own weather and live by it, be it sunshine or raining blues!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, andrew...yes, "their own weather"
for sure.

[Pryde Foltz]

Ah yes ... why is sadness so seductive. For me it was because I felt if I let go of the melancholy I would be letting go of the love but then I realized by holding onto the melancholy I was strangling the love. I might meme that. Great write as always, friend:)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your very kind review, and for sharing you story....

j.