portrait of a sinner

portrait of a sinner

i brush your skin, figuratively

with my age old hands

of yesteryear's pulse,

my heart beats faster at the thought

we melted into each other's mood

there was only quiet and touch

no need for words,

the poetry was in the sharing,

and it always felt

like a classic poem

writing itself in tactile allegory

and now...

the quill keeps moving

long after the feathered hands have

stilled.

erin-cilberto

5/21/17

Reviews

[Papaya]

this makes me think of old lovers that I've no right to dream about anymore because they do not belong to me anymore, nor I them, but the dreams remain like a heart's fluttering echos that guide my writing without censoring my feelings.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

the echoes do guide, don't they?
the pen just moves almost on its own.
thank you, Ana.
j.

[Alfred Kukitz]

It's the best kind of sin!

regards,
al

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, al.

j.

[SJ Mullins]

It's nice to be in a relationship when you don't feel the need to talk all the time, and it is a comfortable silence, not an awkward one. Some relationships don't last, but yet, the heart never forgets that person. Incredible write, Jacob.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Suzanna...
j.

[William Gardner]

The hands are light, faded like dead skin waiting for a breeze to blow away and a quill is a feather like the poem was the light touch. Don't be so hard on yourself! A thought is not an action, is not a deed, and most important your hands are still, bare and beautiful. Always a pleasure Jacob!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, William,
j.

[Jon Roggie]

Are the words ever stilled? The delicate touch leaves memories, and each is waiting to be discovered.
Nice one jacob.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Jon...

j.

[Surya]

That's an end, hands stilled but feathers moving...
I enjoyed it...:)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Surya...
j.

[Arjun Singh]

You couldn't have ended the poem on a better note, or with better words..
Great!!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Arjun...
j.

[Arjun Singh]

You're welcome
:)

[andrew mitchell]

memories of a past love never really let go!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

so true, andrew...thank you
j.

[Kelly Scheppers]

I feel like a student sitting in the back of the class whenever I read you, wanting to absorb all I can from the notes I am feverishly scribbling down. Everything you write is just another page out of the classics, Jacob!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kindness, Kelly---
the words pretty much write themselves, can't take much credit, really.
j.

[SJ Mullins]

I have to agree with Kelly! I often feel the same when I read your poetry, Jacob.

[emmajoy]

Beautiful words, jacob.. but as it gathered little by little pace it became sad as sad can be. Not sure why 'a sinner'.. age old hands have rights. Writes?
'a tactile allegory' indeed.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, emma.

j.