butterfly eyes

butterfly eyes

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto

butterfly eyes 

 

 

 

small pane

slender frame

                           of reference

           she remembers them all

 

a widow still clinging to the memory of 

her woeful wasteland of lovers---

heavy dust on the glass

 

he wants to wipe away the soiled past

Windex her dreams,

 

but she turns from the window

draws the shade

 

returns to the cocoon

she went back to

after the last entomologist

clipped her wings.

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

1/15/17

© 2017 jacob erin-cilberto


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Powerful words and thoughts in the words my friend.
"he wants to wipe away the soiled past
Windex her dreams,"
The above lines are sad. To erase a life. What is left? Thank you Jacob for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

Posted 7 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

7 Years Ago

thank you for your kind words, Coyote,'
j.
Coyote Poetry

7 Years Ago

You are welcome Jacob.
Very beautiful way of describing love in a relationship and broken trust and
a broken heart and not opening back
up to that we all know how that feels.

Blessings my friend

Posted 7 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

7 Years Ago

thank you, Benita...

j.
Benita-Staebell M - KindredPoet

7 Years Ago

You're welcome I've missed reading your work been a lot going on in my life.
Do-gooders can often do-bad by moving the person on and leaving the spirit/soul of them behind in the place they wish to remain, thereby splitting them - with the best intentions and skewed vision of love.

Great metaphor and imagery Jacob.

Posted 7 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

7 Years Ago

you are so insightful, my friend...thank you for your words...
j.
Moody, dark and expressing the oppression some women feel in a relationship. Wording reminded me of the lyrics of the Eagles 'Lying Eyes'.

Posted 7 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

7 Years Ago

thank you for your insights, John...

j.
The metaphor is very sweet and gentle, overall - no matter how kind someone seems to be, there is always a chance to doubt them...and if the trust is broken, there is always a chance to soil the window, unintentionally.

Posted 7 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

7 Years Ago

thank you for your keen insights, my friend.

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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