Dimensions

Dimensions

 

 

built an igloo

around me,

self-centered flake i am

 

or maybe others constructed

it to keep me within myself

 

either way,

i am now wondering 

how my years will see the melting

 

or if my state will just be 

one of preservation,

with no capital gains accrued

a blizzard of lonely emotions in

silent snow

 

 

a heart found

in another dimension

 

still

 

frozen

 

solid.

 

erin-cilberto

2/20/17

Reviews

[Jon Roggie]

I choose to live with a warm heart.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

it's a good way to live...thank you, Jon.

j.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Jacob... If you don't have "gout", it's always a good day or night. Life is a "fight". Poetry is an ointment to be applied generously.
"No pain... no gain" is not a good omen for me. Take care and remember... it could be worse...
truly, Pat

[h d e rushin]

Remember the "Outer Limits" from the sixties jacob.
The attempt, i believe, was to make what was otherwise magical, adaptable. It was the sixties, the age when everyone was responsible. Not only for themselves but for their neighbor, the neighbors kids, the neighborhood..and igloo is the perfect analogy for 2017. You want to survive as long as possible there, despite the cold, despite it's single exit.......even despite not having paintings on the walls......Preservation is a lonely place perhaps.......

Great poem but an even greater analogy.....dana

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Yes, "Don't try to adjust your television "
thank you for your very kind review..when i lived in Lockport we had a blizzard in '68....i built an igloo in the back yard and it lasted 3 weeks...
thank you for your visit and sharing your insights, dana.
j.

[redzone]

damn that aloneness, it sucks the heart right out of us and turns it brittle and cold... not sure we do it to ourselves so much as the haphazard nature of life always pointing its fickle finger at us... I think Rowen and Martin's "Fickle Finger of Fate" sits on our mantle Jacob... anyway, kinda went afar as I read this one...

dear Jacob, my mind often ventures to strange countries when I read your poetry, not into igloos but escaping from them, thank you... ;0)

redzone

[jacob erin-cilberto]

glad you can escape those igloos, Curt...and i loved Laugh In....and henry gibson's poems..."I just can't come to terms with worms, thank you."

j.

[AYVID N]

or maybe others constructed
it to keep me within myself

either way,
i am now wondering
how my years will see the melting

The feeling of isolation comes through beautifully in this contemplative piece of poetry. Also the longing to break the barrier. To find meaning. But one just doesn't know how to, anymore.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind comments, DIVYA...

j.

[Isabella Ivy]

Ooo! I know the feeling :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

it's a cold one too, isn't it?

thank you, I.I.

j.

[Cascara (aka Sprint Goe..]

the first two stanzas are so melancholic: are lonely people truly content with being alone, or are they alone since society feels indifference towards them?

[jacob erin-cilberto]

probably a mixture of both..thank you, Sprint...

j.

[Raven Wyntermoon]

Such a quaint piece that makes my heart strings tug a little.
This "Flake's" situation makes him/her almost lovable.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, Raven....

j.

[Einstein Noodle]

snow caves and igloos are the most serene and safe feeling places of all the "forts" we made as kids .. so easy to drift off to sleep in them ... perhaps never be found again :{
"self-centered flake i am" ..love that line! its disturbing, says i, to consider the "melting" but fortuitous to try and plan ..but i am old ..my energy gratefully spent with ease on one breath, one more morning to marvel in ...seems no sense to try to run and hide ... how interesting to think of ones ice melted away ... raw emotions hanging in the jagged wind ...can one find another dimension ..another comfortable frozen heart? i don't know ... seems possible .. takes some real perseverance i would think ..your poem has got me thinking ..and absolutely doing re-reading ..several times ..;)
E.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your comprehensive review, E.....i appreciate your thoughts...
j.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Yet another reflective and stimulating piece Jacob. Just who are we? Are who we set out to be or are we the product of external forces and influences? And while in there reflecting are we anything of worth as the years slip away?

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your insightful questions, John.

j.