red dawns

red dawns

stoic trees

wait for winter

filaments of logic

veins in the leaves

vain in leaving.

erin-cilberto

9/18/18

Reviews

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Jacob... it is that time of year... when old friends like stoic trees ... breathe the air of summer spent. The veins in leaves are so delicate and so much like our veins that flow with human kindness. truly, Pat

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kindness, Pat.
j.

[sette]

this is one awesome there is a mixture of metaphor and irony

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, sette.
j.

[angel]

This was, to me, wonderful.We have a number of trees in our yard. When I am inside, in the warmth, I think of how it must be to find yourself rooted to the earth, unable to move, stripped
of everything, out there in the cold and wet,even in the snow or sleet.
When this thought invades my peace, I pray that those trees are not aware of their situation.
I've been told that this is a foolish fancy, but it keeps disturbing me.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i wonder, too, if they are aware...
i appreciate your insights, angel.
j.

[angel]

I feel bad that the only trees which make it to the inside, to the warmth, are the amputee evergreens who have to die for this 'privilege'.
I advocate the use of artificial trees.

The real ones deserve to enjoy many springs and summers.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I have always loved the real trees we had had at christmas...but i do see your point.

[Lydia Shutter]

Great play on words and a great metaphor. We know what is ahead, but often we are helpless to do anything about it. The trees stand tall even though the winter will strip them of their leaves. Winter is often a time of introspection and darkness...especially in writing. Lydi**

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, Lydi.
j.

[barleygirl]

This stark poem is exactly how I was feeling this morning, now all the summer noise is gone from this recreational area & my place was swallowed by utter silence. I'm incapable of writing a simple poem with simply imagery so I'm glad I found this spark of enlightenment! (((HUGS))) Fondly Margie

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, Margie.
j.

[Carolynn]

Where I live the leaves have colored and are leaving far too quickly for my liking. I always lament with the trees as they shed their beauty bracing for yet another cold harsh winter ahead....

[jacob erin-cilberto]

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

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

I came here last night when your fingers hit publish...it was stark and silent. I didn't want my words to be the first...though my eyes had been. I felt like it was me in a red room watching a dawn and I was puzzled that I found myself not breathing as I read.....I haven't been alive...just waiting for winter. Your veins beat red and loud and I'm not sure its vanity to stand still and watch. I think its just death before a new life.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i love your philosophical reply...glad we could meet here..at least in cyberspace. I think i might have felt your presence as i was posting.
j.