as the hungry birds walk below

as the hungry birds walk below

 

 

high rise lovers

palms refusing to encircle another's

as they try to hold hands with God

 

security, an apartment jettisoned into a sky

filled with green,

a lonely existence of counterfeit bills

 

to pay for the solemn oath

the marriage words

said to a fat wallet

with that "kiss the bride" formality

when others are starving in the streets

 

for love

for a few comforting words

&

a bit of rice thrown

into winsome wind.

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

12/29/16

Reviews

[Lyn Anderson]

The jaded part of me cannot help but relate to the ills of the world as it relates to marriage -- still, it's sad, in its own way.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for relating to my words, KL.
j.

[Anonymizer]

I liked the Poem cause it seems to be mocking at the silliness of it all. It seems to be laughing at that fat materialistic bird who simply doesn't understand

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, Anonymizer.
j.

[Paul Bell]

I suppose the mighty think they're nearer the almighty than the rest of us. Maybe they are.
Love and money, prenuptial. They sort of go together.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, Paul..

j.

[Coyote Poetry]

I liked the poem. Made me wish to read and know more. The poem held a feel of sadness and love memory. Thank you Jacob for sharing your amazing poetry.
Coyote

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Coyote.

appreciate your words...

j.

[Coyote Poetry]

Always my pleasure to read your work and you are welcome.

[Lydia Shutter]

On one hand, a sad commentary on the climate of the world...politically, morally, and spiritually. On the other hand, I see something else. So many search for love and never quite find it. Regrets are part of life really. Lydi**

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Lydi...i imagine my muse had both in mind concurrently...

j.

[ms. barrie]

an insightful, sensitive write, the mighty tower reached for the sky having any disregard even disdain for those whom aren't so fortunate.

wonderfully written...brilliantly executed especially the last stanza. your poetry always leaves an indelible impression upon readers. thank you for sharing :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, barrie...

j.

[The dark story]

Two worlds residing in a different dimension. When I went through the words, I felt how diametrically opposite the dimensions are, the Time and the space. Even the spiritual and religious air is different. The images probe deep into the superfluous grandeur of one and the deficient sunshine in another. It's insightful, sad and direct. Thank you so much for sharing this thought provoking write.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, Atiba...

j.

[The dark story]

It's a pleasure 😊

[Norman 223]

"Castles in the air" comes to mind in your ascerbic metaphors , Jacob. If the foundations are unstable.......
N.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Norman....

and love that song..."tell her that i'm growing tired of castles in the air"

j.

[Tony Jordan]

God 'winsome' is such a wonderfully archaic word that is exactly what it says on the wrapper.
The pain is only going to grow under Trumpet methinks. Dark days ahead.
It's a shame that such writes need to be written J.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your understanding, Tony,

j.

[barleygirl]

Your description of high-rise living sounds like the opposite side of the coin to my wilderness living experience! I also can't avoid recognizing a tiny hint of a certain golden NY tower that seems to have lately taken on a bit of a Godly presumptuousness, so high above all the hungry birds. And we grovel for a bit of attention with our grains of rice . . . *sigh*

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your insightful words, barleygirl...

j.