the wind in my sail

the wind in my sail

pig in a blanket

glutton for the "between the sheets" entree

but the meal was sparse

a la carte

no dessert

not even a goodbye kiss

she just said "package it up, and take it with you"

but it was cold by the time

i got home.

erin-cilberto

11/26/19

Reviews

[kitty]

There is bound to be 'room at another inn' my friend" don't despair!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, kitty...
j.

[kitty]

I know its hard to get a bite of those 'fishes' in the sea when nature fails you .. after that cut off point!

[D]

A very cold reception. Longing spurned and hardly anything sustainable offered. Such a cruel rejection is sure to take the wind out of anyone’s sail. And keep it cold for a long time to come. Appreciated very much Jacob.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, DIVYA....yes, cold for a long time....appreciate you, my poetic friend.
j.

[Jimmy Yetts]

Guess it was: "Slam, bam, thank you, man!"
No place for pigs and gluttons. You're even told to take your package with you.
What a revoltin' development!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

okay, who was it who always said that...Bugs or Daffy?
thank you for the smile, Jimmy.
j.

[Jimmy Yetts]

I think it was Riley, played by William Bendix, in "The Life of Riley."

[jacob erin-cilberto]

yes, that is where it first came about...He used to say that....and then Warner Brothers picked it up for Daffy Duck i think....just like the Flinstones paralleled the Honeymooners...
yes, exactly...
I used to watch the Life of Riley all the time...great show.

[Chris Shaw]

What a disappointment when you are hungry to find what materialised fell way short of what you may have been expecting. You certainly had the wind removed from your sails on this occasion. Pig in a blanket, made me laugh out loud. I found this funny and naughty at the same time. Hope this was what you intended and my mind isn't playing games with me :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

no, your mind is not playing games...thank you for your words...glad you could find a smile in this.
j.

[barleygirl]

I love your fresh contrary take on the stale old concept of "wind in my sail" . . . this reminds me of just about how abrupt I would be, back when I decided to give someone the boot from my life. On a tangent, my bro-in-law (recent RIP) used to say grace for 20 minutes as I peeked thru pretend-shut eyelids to watch all that food getting cold, when mom & sis had worked so hard to get it all to the table piping hot. That was always one of the great ironies of our family holidays! I think I drank too much coffee this morning (first frost here) Fondly, Margie

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, and sharing about your brother-in-law and grace...
we had a priest in NY, Father Manning, who came to visit us in Illinois...my mom would cook, she would say time to eat...my dad would ask Father Manning to say grace....he loved my mom's cooking, well, any cooking....he would get up from the living room chair and by the time he reached the dinner table a few feet away..grace was done...took about 5 seconds.
ah yes, family holidays..
and i almost thought i had to put a mature sign on this poem...
j.