invading bloom

 invading bloom

 

 

 

brazen flower

ignores the frost,

like some who accost

regardless of wind chilled smiles

that sour.

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

1/30/19

Reviews

[Papaya]

resiliency and perseverance, I admire this little flower who could...

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Ana....appreciate your visit...
j.

[kentuck14]

To me . . . it's amazing how some people don't realize just what kind of pain in the . . . they are!
I know such a person . . . a writer of cozy mysteries in fact. He just doesen't realize how obnoxious he can be. Well, he does have his good side! I'll hold onto that.
Thanks for the thought in this poem.
Tom

[jacob erin-cilberto]

yes, hold on to that good side, Tom.

thank you for your words,
j.

[Neville]

what a perfect little poem to pick me up after stumbling pon it this very frosty morn.. each of my senses, including the common one lead me to suspect, there is more here than meets the eye... not to be sniffed at neither... N

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, Neville,
j.

[Neville]

tis always a pleasure jacob,
N.

[.]

Stating the truth here, Jacob.....

I have found life is full of brazen flowers; both of the human and floral kind. They always seem to bloom despite the elements and do nothing but be a nuisance and disrupt the serenity. A bit like the Red Sox for our Yanks! We can just never shake them.

This one just goes to show that although you are not a fan of the rhyme you can still pull it off if the quill allows it. So for that, i appreciate this one a lot more. Fine writing as always.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i hope this year we knock the Bo Sox out...wish DiDi could start the season...he will be out awhile and we will miss him...
thanks for your kind words on the poem, my friend.
j.

[Chris Shaw]

Snowdrops in my garden abundant, thriving through the frost. Not a weed in sight. That's where you took me Jacob.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Chris.
j.

[Lorry]

I have known a few petals with smiles that defrost,only to refreeze, usually behind my back. They remind me of weeds for sure, because they are bloody everywhere these days :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

yes, behind our backs, they do.

thank you, Lorry,
j.

[Miss Sharon]

Another gem from your golden pen my friend! ~Sharon

[jacob erin-cilberto]

so nice to see you again, Sharon...hope all is well with you, and thank you,
j.

[andrew mitchell]

Haha it’s only a weed if it’s not wanted.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, andrew.

j.

[Stella Armour]

persistant weeds... devil of a job to get rid of.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

you are so right, my friend....
thank you,
j.

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

Like a Rose in Spanish Harlem, your flower blooms in adversity. Love the rhyme and language, and always the metaphor. Your beautiful poems always remind me of songs j.- so great!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Annette,
j.