Praying for Disturbance

Praying for Disturbance

 

 

argument me

i feel derision

in your non-committal demeanor

in your callous stare

in your apathetic one-word response

 

i need you to 

argument me

allow me my rebuttal

love is a radio station in static salaciousness

 

argument me

so that i know 

we have feelings,

not just blasé numbness

and contrasting silence

 

i have loved you 

in an essay's definition

in an essay's comparison 

in an essay's persuasion

 

but my thesis is vacillating 

my poems have no direction

no clear statement

just a shrug of the pen

 

argument me

we need life.

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

10/27/19

Reviews

[VALORMORE DE PLUME]

Rock-n-float. = Shake things up, just to get a reaction.
Been there. Done that.
As for poetry: What matters, in that moment, is all that matters. The magic is between the words. In the spaces, readers insert self. Each one has their personal filter. Write for your wellbeing. Readers will glean, what they need.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i appreciate your insightful words, Valormore...
j.

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

Where there's passion, there is life. Where there is silence, there is a numbness, a lack of caring, a desire for it to just go away. When one has passion, he wants to shake the tree until the leaves come raining down. This poem is a cry for love.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, Linda,
j.

[unsavable_soul]

Damn J.
Loving this one. This is something I definitely can relate to. I've said to my current partner many times you have to love enough to fight for it or it shows it's worthlessness in your eyes. I appreciate this piece not following any direct parameters and it's strong word choices. There is a lot of strength in you verse drawn from very strong words that are poignant. I really like this line.
"love is a radio station in static salaciousness"
I felt this really encapsulates the piece. Love not gone but almost can't be tuned in. You hear it between the static but it almost drives you mad you can't bring it in to focus and make it more than a ghost between other realities. Maybe I read in too much, but that's what I got. Great read J. You're definitely one of my muses when I view your work, I aspire to such refined and well written thoughts and emotions. Thanks J.
US
100/100

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your very kind words, unsavable,
j.

[barleygirl]

This could've been written for the younger me. Avoidance was my middle name . . . endings & other rash acts were committed in the most abrupt way possible (no words). This poem makes me feel a little bit ashamed about how unfair I was to many guys (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i did my share as well...when we get hurt badly enough..we do lash out at those who don't deserve it.
thank you, Margie
j.

[Chris Shaw]

Oh my. Things are so mundane, so lacking in interest or passion, you are begging for an argument to stir up a reaction. Relationships need life. This one is sick. Time for counselling methinks Jacob. Love the title. Most people would be praying for peace :)

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your insights, Chris.
appreciate you,
j.

[light and ashes]

A lack of passion is an illness for sure. How can we know who we are if we don't know what we are against? May passion never die in you. I enjoyed this poem.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, angel.
j.

[light and ashes]

You're welcome Erin