tossing coins in our sleep

tossing coins in our sleep

 

 

priceless jaunts

down memory lane

poor man's pocket,

rich man's heart

panhandling for a touch of old

to make me feel new

a cup of coffee filled with thoughts of you

 

cream of consideration swirls in my dreams

and i wake where i was

but feeling where i've been

maybe in your same dream

we two holding out open palms

for essential alms (to survive, to wake)

 

panhandling for a touch of old.

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

9/25/16

Reviews

[WittyWonka]

'Poor pocket and rich heart' - we often carry such riches inside that somehow slip through the holes in that pocket. Alms for yesterday's 'us'. I could read your poetry all day long.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

you are kind...thank you Witty.

j.

[Willard Wells]

Very vivid with great views of memories and dreams of love.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Willard...appreciate your visit.

j.

[Einstein Noodle]

beautiful ..well done says i! perfect journey to a real fine closing line .. dreaming of those lost to me now ..dreams that are positive ..are so precious .. i lay there on waking holding as fast as i can to those feelings of happiness in seeing them again ..but i am the beggar .. and the dreams are misting before i begin to awake ..i really like this poem
E.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i like your reply better than the poem...your insight is so true.

thank you, E.
j.

[Troy Henson]

Memory lane and the history of our walk I often reflect on. Dreams are made up of who we are and what we've done and of course who or what we want or wish we could be. I often here people say "I wish I did things differently" then my question would be "would you be who you are today?"

Its healthy to dream and and wish then comes hope and faith in ourselves.

Nicely done Jacob

[jacob erin-cilberto]

if we just do and not question it...we will end up where we are supposed to be...it's just the way it is...thank you, Troy.

j.

[Papaya]

Sometimes it feels we live just to dream. Like our reward at the end of the day.
So long as our pennies wishes come true and our good dreams come of course...

[jacob erin-cilberto]

such good insight...thank you, Ana.

j.

[Fran Marie]

wishful dreaming for sure, yet it's the only place where we can turn back time in sweet memory visions..like the cuppa of coffee filled with thoughts.. nice work here, Jacob;

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, Fran Marie.

j.

[J. J. Nightingale]

Where we live now
Coffee cups overflow
with dreamy swirls
of hopes, and loves
and wanderings
of old..

Well done..

Jazzy

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, J.J.---

j.

[J. J. Nightingale]

You are welcome..... Perfection, as always..... !

[James]

Memory lane can be such a wonderful place, but I think that things are always nicer looking back. It is funny how a good dream of a good memory make for a really wonderful morning, though.

I enjoyed it a lot

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, James A.

j.

[Paul Bell]

What i like about going down memory lane, is.
How bloody obvious that situation is now.
How the hell couldn't i see it then.
Great write.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

oh my, yes...i might have done things totally different way back then, although quite okay with how life turned out...perhaps love-wise...might have seen things differently.

thank you, Paul.

j.

[Coyote Poetry]

I do like and I understand this poem.
"priceless jaunts
down memory lane
poor man's pocket,
rich man's heart"
The title brought me to the poem and the above lines. I liked. The days of old make us wish for things we cannot find. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Coyote,
j.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome my friend.