Metamorphosis

Metamorphosis  

 

 

 

peaceful

in her garden,

she grows comfort

 

i pick greens 

of her kindness

her demeanor blossoms

 

in fall,

in winter

she stands tall

 

emitting a certain warmth

that ripens

with an early October breeze

 

i love the fruits

of her intensity

no storm can eradicate

 

she is beauty

she is a dozen roses

in one

 

opening to the song of the wind

i am a cloud

moved to a standstill

 

as i rain within her

smile

and become a clear sky.

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

9/24/2020

Reviews

[albee]

I felt a calm in this garden of sites, smells, and sensual breeze.
Who is She? Nature? that provides the greens to the narrator?
The first person must be embodied to consume the greens.
But then, the speaker becomes an etherial cloud...

"she is beauty
she is a dozen roses
in one"
....sweet

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, albee,
j.

[Corset]

gracious Jacob you have out done even yourself, this is quite gorgeous.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Corset.
j.

[Neville]

... You aint by any chance metaphorin about broccoli are ya jacob sir ... No .. of course not ..

You are however perfectly describing something of immense beauty .. Something that is both within itself and otherwise of exceptional quality, nigh on perfect maybe .. whether it be a view, a place, a feeling, a lover or maybe something that incorporates all of these things ...

I dont think I have ever used the term exceptional twice in the same visit .. but on this occasion, I have no problem making such a precise exception ....

N.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

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

[Neville]

... tis always a pleasure jacob .. and always mine ..
N.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Another astounding poem with such impact as you describe this development of love and beauty. A real romantic piece filled with so much emotion.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, John,
j.

[Chris Shaw]

This poem is breathtaking in its beauty. It has a quiet serenity and as I read each word I swear I saw and felt the movement of a tree for all seasons. One of my favs Jacob. This poem has everything


Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, Chris,
j.