G.E. Blues

G.E. Blues

 

 

a simmering memory

we came to a boil

in the old days

our stove ignited

the flames danced within us

we were a fiery range of love

 

and then the electricity shut down

when you closed your eyes to me

and looked the other way

 

i saw him, your new meal ticket

your new burner

i had to relight

my pilot

 

cook up some tenders

for one

to consume

until i found another

to share my oven.

 

 

erin-cilberto

6/30/19

Reviews

[Edie Blue Starfish]

Cleverly constructed metaphors!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Edie,
j.

[Chris Shaw]

All that heat and then she spoiled it. Love the metaphors here Jacob. Old flames can make hot poetry.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Chris,
j.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Luckily she didn't 'have a bun in the oven' Jacob!
So here you are making a meal of Allegory as you slow cook your still hot angst in this heated little number. She obviously didn't like your cooking or the heat in the kitchen so she literally got out!
As always you amaze me in the different metaphors you bring to bear on this loss, bravo!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, John,
j.

[barleygirl]

This is great metaphorical fun! I love it! This is why people at the cafe bow down to your metaphorical superiority! *wink! wink!* The highest compliment I can pay to a writer I'm reviewing is to say their metaphors are of a class with yours (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[jacob erin-cilberto]

wow, thank you, Margie...you really move me with your words...
j.

[Ted Kniffen]

I don't believe this was an Easy Bake Oven...not enough electricity to light the bulb.

Once upon a time the fires raged, hot and new...but over time the flames guttered out and a new spark had to be found. Then, as with any fire improperly doused, the flame arose once more, but a new
camper had to be located to share the oven.

A good write, j.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

no, not an Easy Bake...:)))
thank you, Ted...
j.

[Coyote Poetry]

We all become old stoves. Sometimes replaced or tossed-out into the trash. My Daddy told me, best way to forget a lost love. Find a new one. Thank you Jacob for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[jacob erin-cilberto]

your daddy was wise...thank you for sharing your thoughts on this piece, Coyote,
j.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome my friend.

[John the Baptist]

Sooner or later the electricity always shuts down. Unfortunately, by then you're married.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

how true, i can attest to that...
experience...:))))
j.

[emmajoy]

' .. our stove ignited - the flames danced within us - we were a fiery range of love - and then .. '

Not sure I should have smiled at your ingenuity, j. Using a stove as core of a metaphorical piece is unusual to say the least but - oh so clever!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, em.
j.

[emmajoy]

Must learn to spell or/and edit when reviewing..