on a small table in the back of the eye

on a small table in the back of the eye

 

 

rummage sale, hearts

cheap gifts to the poor 

seeking alms for mere mention of love

 

small signs of enticement

ruptured prices

taken home for a pittance 

 

then forgotten for remittance

and bled onto another table

to be purchased

for even less than a full heartbeat.

 

 

 

 

erin--cilberto

6/11/16

Reviews

[andrew mitchell]

Sounds like a lonely hearts fete, sad indeed Jacob. Excellent work!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, andrew.

j.

[Carolynn]

Sometimes wonderful treasures can be found at rummage sales but this poor heart sounds like it's definitely seen better days however in the hopes of being optimistic ...you never know ;)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, Carolynn

j.

[Lyn Anderson]

First off, the image in the title draws me in, and then the content of the poem holds me there. It is something that we cannot deny, and it makes the eyes bleed -- our endless attempts at holding on to love.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, KL....

j.

[Nisreen]

Jacob those last couple of poems really tug at the heart
I must say you do quite a fine job of writing in this tone !!!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Curiosity...

j.