High Society and the Poets Underneath

High Society and the Poets Underneath

 

 

 

i was doing a line dance

pure snow falling on verbiage

gambols paid off into a windfall 

of poetic lottery

 

there is a higher art

or being high endeavoring for artful lodging

paying to stay

paying to play

 

the dance of syllabic waltz

seeming a tame movement 

when words want to 

synonym shimmy blind

 

regardless of the partner writing them.

 

 

erin-cilberto

12/15/19

Reviews

[Perdition]

I knew there was/is a reason you became an English teacher..lol. Stunned as usual..The double entendres are obviously out there and running fuel into the tank of your latest meditations..your art and perhaps your angst as well...the "verbiage"...question now left to the reader is who or what is the 'lottery". Thanks for the great read J. Eggs by the Dozen for me..Happy holidays.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, Perdition,
j.

[Perdition]

My pleasure J.

[Coyote Poetry]

The dance of our words. I believe some of us must write. The words are always dancing in our head. Thank you Jacob for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[jacob erin-cilberto]

yes, we must...thank you, Coyote,
j.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome my friend.

[h d e rushin]

I always considered poetry writing a sort of dance. An after work, Christmas party dance where a little wine and sugar cookies makes even the unwieldy among us have a go at a little boogaloo or two...lol. What I mean is that sometimes the body has to accept it's limitations and not fall for the contraptions of ungainly relief. poetry is hard to do and it's even harder to do every day. I have totally enjoyed your sober approach in this weary world my friend.. Looking forward to your contributions in the new year....dana

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for that, dana....and the feeling is mutual.I look forward to more inspiration from reading your works.
j.
j.