his own house

his own house

 

 

 

a man of age

wisdom filtering out of context

the wrinkles remember,

he doesn't

 

skin tight parables

a Jesus recluse at this juncture

his eyes on fire,

his heart burnt by the torch

he lived with for so many years,

and the smoldering life that makes

him feel trapped,

 

a bonfire of vanity seceding 

from the union of his mind

 

his pride celebrates another year of existence

he only wishes he could recall

what year this is

 

and where the other half of his life

has moved to

 

still he clenches his fist

the emptiness within,

blows out the candle or two of regret

 

holds on to a feeling that no longer

inhabits his heart

but knows better than he

it lived there for nearly a century

 

he sheds a tear

and it extinguishes the last candle

the one he wished upon

to see her again.

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

7/1/16

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

Hearts can be the house that burn in love and grow in the wisdom of age. Walls of regret are reflecting the candles that burn slowly. With your wisdom and voice of uncertainty, you bring us the facts of impermanence and tragedy. Thank you for sharing...Excellent...:)..................

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your very kind review, Sami.

j.

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome . ...:))))))

[Ana B.]

I love your poems Jacob. I always imagine it spoken by a firm and solid voice. a voice that has ''tasted'' life and knows how to breathe in tune with it. The ''skin tight parables'' was amazing.

Ana B.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

still trying to breathe in tune with it...a forever labor...but thank you for your kind words, Ana.

j.

[Holly Mason]

Candle out
To go back and leave societies patterned quilt on the line
To have LOVED with no others thoughts , with no rules , no compromises
No prejudice - the best birthday wish , with or without wrinkles
Thank you fine sir for sharing , Holly

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your reply, Holly, appreciate your visit, and i hope this finds you well...
read morethank you for your reply, Holly, appreciate your visit, and i hope this finds you well...

j.

[andrew mitchell]

Very sad when one life long mate is left behind and the other gone. Just doesn't seem fair! Great write J

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, andrew...

j.

[Shannon]

Oh, j, this one really hit me hard... Going to leave it at that.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Suzanna...

j.

[Lyn Anderson]

This is beautiful, and so very much reminds me of my grandfather, as these pieces of yours often do for me.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for relating, KL...

j.

[Mary]

beautiful, heartbreaking. But in the end, we may lose much of our minds, at least so it seems. But even in this state, the man senses that there was another, a love somewhere. Beautiful!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, Mary.

j.

[Papaya]

This one is very hard to read Jacob.
Sad to see great minds and great men deteriorate.
The ending really touched me. Very romantic, and tragic.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, Ana.

j.

[Papaya]

Of course, my pleasure Jacob.

[Vatsal Rohilla (account..]

This is so touching. A pretty old man, feeble, almost coming to an end of his life wishes to see "her" just once more. As far as I have read in books and watched in movies and shows, many people, when they get old, are neglected by their families and relatives. Consequently, they are met by depression and extreme sorrow and the wish- as mentioned here- to meet that special person arises. You have pictured it all vividly and wittily. Keep writing.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, Vatsal.

j.

[Lydia Shutter]

Heartbreaking words....to live to be so old that you are truly alone. To only remember the one you loved and to wish to be with that one again. Heavy sigh....I believe this is in a large part about your Dad. I could feel the emotions in every line. A moving write. Lydi**

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Lydi...

j.