nature's laces

nature's laces

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


nature's laces

 

 

a countryside of coloration

our hearts the scenery

golden leaves, the fresh breath of autumn

a bit of passionate mist hanging over mountains

of tree lined emotion,

 

down a worn path

our shoes click in cadence

we blink at the signs 

that alert us of future possibilities

 

hiking the trail of love

backpacks full of promise

we stop for a respite

and then kiss our way

back to that collateral cadence

 

that keeps us walking hand in hand.

 

 

erin-cilberto

8/20/16

© 2016 jacob erin-cilberto


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Well written piece,
very sweet sentiment,
filled with beautiful imagery,
Thanks for sharing and b-blessed.

Posted 8 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

8 Years Ago

thank you, Jamestown...

j.
Love is a journey....a glorious one. The colors change and sometimes we trample on the leaves that fall, but we continue to continue. A wonderful metaphor and since today is September 1st, a good one to welcome Autumn. Lydi**

Posted 8 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

8 Years Ago

thank you, Lydi...
j.
Something great about walking through nature. Especially if it's a slow walk to nowhere. The stolen kiss leads us into the unknown. Maybe this is the first outing, hopefully hoping for more.

Posted 8 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

8 Years Ago

thank you, Paul...

j.
That is a beautiful description of a journey of love. It is really like it. I love this line- "backpacks full of promise" and the ending is exquisitely written as well. The whole piece is like a live show, you can feel what is happening, you can perceive what is happening. Great. Keep writing.

Posted 8 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

8 Years Ago

thank you, Vatsal.

j.
I am intrigued by the word play. The use of imagery to carry emotional undercurrents is quite striking. The tempo creates a pulsing, breathing work, there is almost an actual experience of sound. I find the intonation quite effortless.

Posted 8 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

8 Years Ago

thank you, ranscan...

j.
Love's journey is not always smooth. But there will always be chances for reconciliation (and new promises).
Nice piece. Thanks for sharing.

Posted 8 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

8 Years Ago

thank you, Dhaye.

j.
This seems somehow sad to me. That despite walking on the trail together, it is more of an arrangement. But maybe I am reading more into it than is there. Anyway, glad to catch up. I was gone while you were it seems.

Posted 8 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

8 Years Ago

i appreciate your insights into this.

j.
Love is a journey. It is filled with ups and downs. Yet, somehow, manages to replenish and restore itself. Strengthening the bonds along the way. Beautifully written. I love the lush and vibrant imagery in this piece,

Posted 8 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

8 Years Ago

thank you, Roma...you are kind.

j.
"hiking the trail of love

backpacks full of promise"

I see the remembrances of past Falls and their back magics and forward promises. Colors do alert us to anticipate many things in accordance with nature's dances. Nothing is lost on the trail of love even the tree lined emotions. You bring a picture perfect to enjoy...:).............

Posted 8 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

8 Years Ago

thank you, Sami....

j.
Sami Khalil

8 Years Ago

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

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jacob erin-cilberto

Carbondale, IL



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Originally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..

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