Poem

Poem

you were a lapse in judgment

a scratch on the mental finish

of sightless beginnings

i was the bat,

maneuvering with certain abandon,

chaotic intensity

the feel of your heart, near

i put words to air

dove for the prize

discovered the concrete truth

was closer than i thought

found that endings

predict themselves

pre-flight.

erin-cilberto

12/9/17

Reviews

[B]

I like this notion you place. You get into a relationship knowing deep within it won't last. But you like to test things but what is destined to fall into the ground will do so....... Because your heart knows what is right and what won't last but we try anyways!!!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

yes, we do try anyway, don't we?

[B]

we do indeed

[Einstein Noodle]

oh they sure do....its all about the mind ...can't tell you how many dropped balls and swing and misses i predicted for myself ;( never did go into sports ...but i could play a mean trap set :)) always stimulating to read you poems jacob .. in one way or another ..thanks for sharing :)
E.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, as always, E.
j.

[Jon Roggie]

Ouch.
Going for the literal.
Slamming into the wall.
It is how we learn to bounce.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

and we bounce a lot...
j.

[gabrielle]

This may not be relevant to the meaning of the poem but I find the last paragraph to be very practical. For indeed, the outcome of all our endeavors, be it positive or negative, is but a result of our preparation/s.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your insightful words, gabrielle.
j.