a garden with no sunshineA Poem by jacob erin-cilberto
i was
running i heard rumors of chaos behind my bloodied ears my head exploded concussions of coerced
words ended up splashing onto
lily white pages but the flowers weren't
white they were crimson and
black as the nights have been
in aftermath so much so that the moon is hiding in the heart of
darkness. erin-cilberto 8/5/19 © 2019 jacob erin-cilberto |
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11 Reviews Added on August 6, 2019 Last Updated on August 6, 2019 Authorjacob erin-cilbertoCarbondale, ILAboutOriginally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..Writing
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