Poem

 

Poem

 

 

 

 

damn you,

cry me a river

the levee will hold

i have no sympathy for the devil

or you,

 

that current swept me up 

in the us

of it all

 

but white caps hid black lies

and time incriminated the back waters

of your burnt bridges

 

now no one wants to cross 

on you,

for you,

or with you

 

damn you

go ahead pour with the vain rain

of unhappiness,

i will wave at you in my kayak

 

river rafting past 

your bleak paradise

holding on tight

to what dignity

i have left.

8/17/19

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

8/16/19

Reviews

[John Alexander McFadyen]

The Julie London reference hooked me. The vitriol is palpable in this caustic allegory as the protagonist rebounds in anger at rejection. Powerful!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your insightful review, John,
j.

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

Love the bit about you waving in kayak brilliant poem enjoyed this one ☝️

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, Julie,
j.