the comfort of confinement

the comfort of confinement

 

 

 

always believed "less is more"

but the sentence with you

was much too short

you paroled me before i was capable

of fitting back into a society 

of possibility

 

unable to adapt,

i perpetrated a new love crime

just to get back to my cell

 

loved another just as fickle

stole her heart

through a cracked window of time

burgled her emotions

 

knowing she would steal them right back

arrest my mental agility

read me my writes

 

cuff me once again to my past

and put me in solitary

as a repeat offender

 

now here i sit

in a brevity of imagination

 

 

the key thrown away

for the life of my pen.

 

 

erin-cilberto

7/23/16

Reviews

[Linda alexander]

Excellent metaphor used, great poem with footing on real world with great and true stories, liked it a lot

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, Linda

j.

[Phoen-ix]

I come across very few poems that give me goosebumps and envoke emotion deep within. This is well executed. Wonderful job.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, Phoen-ix....

j.

[redzone]

no worries Jacob, I will give you as many new pens as you need... see we "Readers of Jacob" (its a poetry society similar to the dead poets society) sit around reading your metaphors and love adventures, though many of them are a tad bitter sweet for some of us... and some almost enjoying your "life sentence", but also wishing you much more love success... perhaps then the judge will give you proper parole and banish you from every prison ever again... but Jacob, I believe you to be incorrigible and will always "burgle her emotions" with your wonderfully rich poetry... and we, "Readers of Jacob" will enjoy every single syllable, alliteration, and allegory and sentence...

you ready for another pen Jacob??? ;0)

redzone

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, Curt---
okay, i'll take another...thanks.

j.

[Baby Ricochet]

The third stanza is golden. I've felt like this before. You count on the person you're with to always be there and then, WHAMO!! They're gone and you're like "Well what in the hell am I suppose to do now?" Turns out it was the same damn thing you did before.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

yes, same damn thing...:)

thank you, Mark...appreciate your insights.

j.

[emmajoy]

Really don't know why i try to scribble when you post work like this, jacob. This is so cleverly writ, a touch of romance stitched with cynicism and a heck of a lot of metaphors thrown in for decoration. Am i allowed to ask how long it took you to write it.. or would that be a state secret. Many thanks for your lesson on how too... :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

about ten minutes i suppose....sort of like Frank O'Hara, for me they just pour out...i wrote this and Head of State in about 20 minutes or so...i'm just a conduit...the words come, i write them...i can't really take credit for any of it...

thank you for your kind words...

j.

[emmajoy]

Excuse me but will have to go find the 'conduit' shop.. :) Amazing art in such a short time, j.. truly..

[V]

Another very lovable piece. I like its development, especially after the line"arrest my mental agility". The following lines read different but well to my mind. I have always admired your effortless choice and use of words, letting your thoughts flow so easily on paper or whatever device.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Vanessa..

j.

[V]

You're welcome. I enjoyed this one very much.