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

[Coyote Poetry]

Powerful and true words shared my friend Jacob.
"and now...
the quill keeps moving
long after the feathered hands have
stilled."
I liked and I understood the above lines. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Coyote,
j.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome Jacob.

[Cobblestone Traveler]

Breathtakingly beautiful! So graceful and passionate.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Traveler...

j.

[Giulia King]

The title got me here and I'm glad it did. This is my favorite poem by you, Jacob. Its beautifully crafted. A piece I find myself coming back to :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your very kind words, Gullia....
j.

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

I truly loved this the way you write is exquisite

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Julie---
j.

[Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)]

That's ok I'm new to this site

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Another to leave the reader feeling the emptiness felt by the protagonist as the metaphor describes ending the excitement of new love as it withers and dies.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, John...
j.