the misfortune of sight

the misfortune of sight

 

 

 

let me hug your darkness

squeeze it away,

drain you of your misgivings

be the blanket to warm your distrust

a cold heart shivers in a bed of lies

 

and your pillow feels as ice

lying next to you, your curtailed candle snuffed

i can't see your eyes in the blackness

 

but if i could,

they would freeze against mine

 

and we could share

that cold blindness

and search for love

 

with hearts of braille.

 

 

erin-cilberto

5/13/18

Reviews

[Wonderland Asylum]

I really loved the imagery you use in this piece.
"be the blanket to warm your distrust"
I love it.

As I read, I felt the coldness, as if it was emitting from the poem itself.
I could feel the darkness, the cold, and also the warmth.

I can't wait to read more of your work.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Emo_Cat.
j.

[Lydia Shutter]

Those who have had their emotions trampled too often find it difficult to warm up to anyone. It takes someone special to make such a person believe in love again and to warm up. As always, your metaphors are brilliant. Lydi**

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your insight and kind review, Lydi.
j.

[Ghost]

Love that has fallen dark and lost is the hardest to bring back to life... It can be done if the two want it to come back... It will take a lot of work, patience, and understanding and proving... But the darkness will clear again... Such feeling in this poem, thank you for sharing..

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, Ghost...
j.

[Chris Shaw]

The first stanza is filled with a protective love and tenderness, and then the lines lead into what I can only describe as a wall of blind, coldness. I was left feeling utterly numb with cold.

Great poem Jacob.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, Christine.
j.

[Paul Bell]

This feels like a relationship that is passed death.
Frozen in time and never thawing.
The walk into the freezer gives out more heat.
That last line was brilliant.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for that nice compliment on the last line, Paul...titles and last lines are urgently important to me.
glad it worked for you,
j.

[drew garner]

The last line made the poem for me, but I think that was your intention. It builds, and the reader feels, great another erotic poem that is not quite porn. Then you remind them when the soul leaves the body it is almost certainly through the fingertips.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review---and i like your insightful interpretation.

[ms. barrie]

plenty of times, our hearts denies what our soul knows...as a protected cloak.
(this is what i personally gathered from this ink)

so many beautifully poignant lines weaved into this, unique yet so relatable.
it’s so great to visit your poetic artistry again!

~ X

[jacob erin-cilberto]

and we resent when the heart does that...the denial...and what we miss because of it.
thank you for your words, b.
j.

[ms. barrie]

exactly!! you’re most welcomed, very much deserved ~ X

[Jon Roggie]

Let your sense of touch overcome.
A simple hand's caress may bring a touch of warmth.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i like that, Jon...yes, i like that.
thanks
j.

[Ardra]

I feel your need to take her coldness away...replace her mistrust with trust...and to make her feel alive again... in between all the coldness...

Lovely poem J. :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

getting in between, not always easy...thanks for your words Ardra.
j.

[Dhaye]

They always that love is blind, and somehow I believe in it.

Great poem for today, sir.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Dhaye...
j.