we sounded so good, once

we sounded so good, once

 

 

 

almost every old song

is a film clip in my mind

of you,

times enchanted,

lover's embrace in the grooves

the diamond stylus

touches the vinyl

even though the ring never reached your finger

 

delusions, intrusions

and evolutions all happened 

in sparse synapses of love

 

and memories space themselves out in an array

of intricately laced conceptions...

 

daily records play of you

and me,

and that summer solstice

we shared

 

as the patterns of past

crisscross with dreams

that had inception, perception

then interception

 

with timing's misfortune

and our hearts' tunes

 

still playing of us on that old radio

sounding as it did yesterday

even though today

is decades later---

 

 

erin-cilberto

8/5/18

Reviews

[kentuck14]

The title says it all!!
T

[jacob erin-cilberto]

hi there, T,
thank you for dragging this one off of the dust heap...
appreciate it.read morehi there, T,
thank you for dragging this one off of the dust heap...
appreciate it.
j.

[KTizzle]

I was captivated by the title so I just had to check it out. Reading the poem made me think of nostalgic songs that remind me of my first love. I like the objects in the poem that are associated with older generations. The object also have a way of capturing moments and memories and I really like the strategic play there. They definitely help set the nostalgic feel. I am even playing Kiss Me by Sixpence None the RIcher as we speak bringing back all those films clips. I even got inspiration for my next poem in my LA series.

Thanks for the trip!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for your very kind review, Livana.
j.

[Elisa Barguil]

Hi Jacob,
I really enjoyed this poem. Overall, a great nostalgic piece that reminds me of lost loves most of us are familiar with at some point in our lives. I look forward to reading some more of your works!
Best,
Elisa B.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Elisa.
j.

[Fran Marie]

Like listening to love songs on the radio and reminiscing ..what was or could have been..sometimes it seems just Like yesterday even though its decades later..a sweet love song plays on in memory....nice

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, Fran Marie.
j.

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

This reminds me of the crackles that one hears when playing records on an old record player. The vinyl grooves cause the stylus to move or vibrate, which, in turn, produces a tiny electrical signal that is amplified and turned into sound by the speakers. Love amplifies and magnifies and slows to a quiet stop. The echo chamber of the heart retains it all. Lovely, as always.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

and vinyl always sounded better to me...
thank you for your kind words and sharing your experience, Linda..
j.

[A.G.]

Wow. Lovely poem. Beautifully written and smooth flow. A sense of longing...I loved it (:
Thank you for sharing 😊
-Angelina 🖤

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Angelina.
j.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Jacob... the 50's were a time etched in our heart...
of "times enchanted by a lover's embrace in the grooves
the diamond stylus touches the vinyl, even though the ring
never reached your finger." Your entire poem is encased n a
capsule of wonderment and romance. truly, Pat

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Pat.
j.

[A.G.]

Your Welcome

[Lydia Shutter]

I enjoyed the scattered rhyme in this one. It's true, the old songs are not just songs...they are slices of our lives. A few notes and we are magically transported back to THEN...and to the people we were with. Do we remember accurately? Who's to say? I liked this one a lot. Lydi**

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i can't remember if i remember...:)
thank you for your words, Lydi.
j.

[‘Thoughts In Time..]

Ohh how I love the way you put thoughts to paper- I just want to take your heart in my hands and hold it make it know all shall be well- your living tenderness of deep undying commitment and belief, faith- what a wonderful soul deserving all the best that live life has to offer- beautiful words, timings misfortunes hurt the most- I just hope she knows how much u loved/ love her and cared- a love lost but still present- so special rare unique- when it lingers and never leaves- surely it was meant to be???🌹

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, Kelly...
a first love that still lingers well in memories...thank you again for your kindness...
j.

[‘Thoughts In Time’🌹]

Oh how beautiful- wish you two could have it back again- my pleasure🌹

[Ted Kniffen]

Those old songs can certainly trigger the memories, some good and some not so good, but all part of who we were. Those old loves , with or without rings, still resonate like old vinyl with all the clicks and snaps
and skips echoing through time.
This one sings j.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

your response is better than the poem...thank you, Ted...appreciate your words.
j.