Wild Horses

Wild Horses

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto

Wild Horses



his glass slipper met her midnight
and the carriage held but one

she danced away from his logic
and now the jack-o-lanterns flicker

memories in and out
the Ball is over,

and she's gone home
to someone else

he's still trying to catch a glimpse
of himself in her arms

before he forgot all the steps
before he
...forgot.




erin-cilberto
10/8/16

© 2016 jacob erin-cilberto


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Those memories...as they flicker in and out, we somehow blot out the bad ones. We had a picture in our hearts and heads....one that we thought we last forever. Then time got in the way and the rest is history. Yup, we forget the steps....unfortunately. Lydi**

Posted 8 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

8 Years Ago

thank you for your words, Lydi...

j.
Artie Shaw once wrote a book called "The Trouble With Cinderella", coming to the conclusion that pretty much no one lives happily ever after--and so this, as our decidedly non-Disney lives rarely come with convenient glass footwear. You have tightly encapsulated the less well-shod reality.

Posted 8 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

8 Years Ago

thank you for your kind review, W.k.

j.

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jacob erin-cilberto
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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