High Noon for the Bards

High Noon for the Bards

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto

High Noon for the Bards

 

 

prolific gunslingers with poetic bullets

reign fire upon the streets of a dawn's diplomacy

pages react like tumbleweed connections

drawing the blood of poets,

accuracy suspect, with a spray of words

 

but somebody gets hit,

maybe the innocent bystander who hasn't read a single word

perhaps the little bookworm by the upstairs window

 

streets blaze with rhymes, zig-zag meters

and sometimes free verse shots from the hip

 

somebody dies a good death

and no hanging is required

if the poet's aim is true or not.

 

the words will meet at high noon

some a few sheets to the wind 

nevertheless--courage finds its syllabic guts

 

the pens are drawn

 

&

 

tomorrow, will be drawn again.

 

 

erin-cilberto

4/16/18

© 2018 jacob erin-cilberto


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I say that we use our talents the best way that we can. Somebody's always gonna get hurt no matter what we write. Just as long as we dont shoot in the back, it's fair game. On point metaphors as always, jacob. Ive always thought as myself as a knife fighter. Whats that about bringing a knife to a gunfight? I better learn to throw.

Posted 6 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

6 Years Ago

you throw some awfully powerful words our way, CD...your knife might often beat the gun...
th.. read more
Witty and very clever, gunslingers poetry!

Posted 6 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

6 Years Ago

thank you, andrew.
j.
A fine balance of satire and thoughtful commentary, this deflates the facile supposition that poetry is evoked in any form of competition, this being the reason I avoid such things. Writing is a unique from of self expression, often beyond good or bad ; it retains always the quality of honesty in creation !

Posted 6 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

6 Years Ago

thank you for your insightful words, Leslie...yes, self-expression, not competition...i avoid poetry.. read more
Compartment 114
Compartment 114
Charlie
Fly the plane
Whoever said ...words cannot hurt me... never got stuck in their own head. It is true words from others seldom hurt me it's the ones I choose to collect in my memory.
PS there's nothing better than a show down at high-noon I'll be there with pen in hand. :)

Posted 6 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

6 Years Ago

DRAW!!!!!!!!!

thank you, Cherrie...

i appreciate your words,
j.
imbued with drama, metaphors blowing smoke from the gun barrels, all we need here is that huge texan black hat.

regards,
al

Posted 6 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

6 Years Ago

and sometimes good guys wear them.
thanks, Al.
j.
Sometimes the words can be of self infliction or searching for confirmation of self acceptance- nethertheleas words remain written and unspoken at times or spoken yet unwritten- the themes you choose at times are admired greatly- great write- original and so effective🌹

Posted 6 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

6 Years Ago

thank you for your kind words, Kelly.
j.
‘Thoughts In Time’🌹

6 Years Ago

Pleasure🌹
This poem reminds me how words whether as weapon or as medicine can be then most powerful tool we have.

I wrote this once and I'm not plugging my poem or anything it's just that this reminded me of it:


if your gun were but a pen

and your bullets drops of ink

would the spray of your assault

hurt any less

do you think?



Posted 6 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

6 Years Ago

probably not...thank you for your insightful words, Ana.
j.
Words can be healing and words can kill someones esteem or spirit that is why we must be careful what kind of bullets we load in our mouths.

Posted 6 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

6 Years Ago

yes, we must...thank you, Dale.
j.
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Another great write, Jacob.

Reminds me of the offerings on the site at present; words spraying all over the place in the name of poetry. It is the art that dies the death, and not necessarily a good death either. Though, i suppose spraying words in all directions is still preferable to shooting blanks under a clouded writer's blocked sun.

I enjoyed this piece. Made me think of Gary Cooper trawling through the site with a quill instead of a six shooter. We always need a sheriff. No matter the place. Excellent work.

Posted 6 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

6 Years Ago

i like your words about the clouded writer's blocked sun....thank you, Doodley....appreciate your re.. read more
Great write. Creative and clever to use poetic terminology in this way. Prolific gunslingers with poetic bullets, I wonder if their accuracy improves with practice? I may be off the mark here but reading this made me reflect on past experience.

Posted 6 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

6 Years Ago

thank you for your words, Christine.
j.

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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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