Cold Fingers

Cold Fingers

 

 

November assumes its position

eleventh month's roll call

as trees shed remaining clothing

and the biting cold ruptures

brittle stanzas of poetry

into dusty frosted fragments

of once vibrant words

 

now just nakedly stressed syllables

standing at attention

like shivering scarecrows

unable to keep the black-voiced taunters

from harshly ripping to shreds

the accosted vowels

 

and consonantly undressed maples

severely ossify

the poet's meanings

 

even before the dead

of winter

ensues.

 

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

11/1/19

Reviews

[Lorry]

As winter looms, those thoughts of our words becoming brittle and turning to dusty fragments is so on the money that i was going to start by saying "get out of my head!"
And the last line really resonates too. Not even finished with autumn and the radio gleefully anounces that tomorrow a scandinavian nightmare will hit us tomorrow, instantly dropping us into the minus figures... But its fine, i just changed the station until i found a weather report that suited me better.
Ps... Its only our minds and bodies that suffer Jacob, your writing is still as good as ever 😀

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i wish we could change stations until we find a better state of the world...thank you, Lorry,
j.

[Manya]

intricately woven words….
well written, an astute observation
-Manya
( ALSO OSSIFY IS A RARE WORD)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, Manya,
j.

[Beccy]

The transience of Winter approaches, comfort lying in its transience; though 'tis cold comfort when the chill winds blow.

Ossify, that's a word not often used. Last time I saw it writ, was in a nonsense rhyme poem entitled 'The ossification of Ossie the Owl.' Can't quite remember how it went or who it was by, it was so long ago; but I do recall it was absolutely hilarious.

Pitch perfect poetry.

Beccy.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i think it was either Bad bunny or barleygirl who wrote that...but it was really funny, yes...
thank you for your kind review, Beccy,
j.

[lightsong]

if THIS what it means to write in Winter, then I don't mind writing forever! this is really brilliant, the expressions, metaphors and rhythm! wonderful read my friend.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Light...
j.

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

This is such a rare gem. Every word is perfect in composition despite the cold fingers. I am always in admiration of your wordsmithery.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Linda,
j.

[AYVID N]

I loved this poem Jacob. Winter so destructive yet so beautiful. Brilliantly worded.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, my friend.
j.

[Sami Khalil]

Nakedly wicked beauty of a poem. Warm can bring fuzzy feelings but cold can veer towards iffy ones sometimes. You are a marvelous poet even typing with cold fingers as long as the heart stays warm. Keep undressing those feelings sir...

[jacob erin-cilberto]

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

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome sir Jacob.

[barleygirl]

This must be why my usually-perfect typing has been sucking lately, wildly spastic cold fingers just can't crank on this keyboard with precision, launching me into unexpected directions that have nothing to do with my writing goals! *wink! wink!* You're being a writing zealot again, but we love that about you! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Margie...
cold or not, i have no choice...the muse is responsible for getting my fingers moving...not me.
j.

[Michael Oliver]

Yep - November grips our psyche and throttles the lyric muse - leaving only the bare bones of some desperation - yep thanks for reminding me Jacob - NOT!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Sorry, Michael....:))))
hope the bones don't get too cold.
j.

[Michael Oliver]

Well even a bare tree can sing a sweet ayre if we listen in the right way - always something to warm the very marrow if we do not become obsessed with ut whingeing

[Einstein Noodle]

ahahaha i love this my friend ... well done .. the stream of poetry turns to brittle .. as "Cold Fingers" get numb on the key board :) really like your winter's poem .. thanks for sharing
E.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, E.
j.

[Einstein Noodle]

hey old man!!! nice new avatar! :-)>

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thanks, E.
yes, definitely an old man, now.
j.

[Crowley]

Never have I read a poem about November as good as this. Just wow, this is a genius piece Jacob...I am so glad I caught it.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your very kind comment, Crowley,
j.