cooking by numbers

cooking by numbers

 

 

you are the one ingredient

missing from my recipe,

 

I have kept you in my cupboard

for most of my life,

 

looking...

ah, I think I have found you,

just behind my heart

 

next to those scars

I have overused

in too many dishes

concocted of painful regret

 

let's taste this now

it should have just the right

seasoning.

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

10/2/2020

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

This sounds as though you had the missing ingredient all along. You just didn't know it. Sort of sad, but ends on a more uplifting note. The right amount of seasoning makes all the difference. Really like the title and the metaphor here Jacob.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Chris,
j.

[Coyote Poetry]

Cooking and love. Do fall upon the same plate. I liked how you made the words dance to perfect ending. Thank you Jacob for sharing the amazing words and your thoughts.
Coyote

[jacob erin-cilberto]

and they often bleed into one another....thank you for your kind words, Coyote,
j.

[Coyote Poetry]

Hello Jacob and you are welcome.

[Patricia Wedel]

Hey Jacob... a really "saucy" little poem.
Life can be like that. I like Spicey things
hidden under cover. Just being "Sassy".
touche! Pat

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Ha ha ha...thanks, Pat.
j.

[h d e rushin]

James Brown use to sing "Try me". "try me, try me, try me and your love will always be true" he sang. Seasoning is analogous to communication, perhaps in that farfetched world I live in...Wonderfully written Jacob.....dana

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for the kind words, dana,
Saw him in 1969....
at the end of the concert there were about 200 attendees up by the stage dancing...I was one of them.
j.

[barleygirl]

Your poem harkens to the way we can hold onto hope, staying open to the possibility that the right spice is just behind the vinegar next to the smoked paprika. Despite all the ways love has been hidden over the years, ya never know unless you remain open to the spice-abilities (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Margie...I never look behind the smoked paprika...I have to get more observant...
j.

[andrew mitchell]

Clever write J, are we not all some cooked up recipe not to everyone’s taste but sometimes we have people coming back for seconds, and of course, we all come with that special expiry date.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, andrew,
j.

[Patricia Wedel]

A perfect blend of heartache and sprinkles of
Cardamon... left upon a shelf of woebegone's...
flavored with Paprika. gently, Pat

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Pat...

[Jimmy Yetts]

Sounds like too many portions of cooked goose.
If the poet still feels pain, he is, at least, not yet dead.
Hurt could well indicate a battered but viable hope.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your insightful words, Jimmy,
j.

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A precious ingredient can really make a dish tasteful from otherwise dull recipe of life..... Sometime we knowingly hide it in the cupboard for later use.... With right seasoning and at the right time.... :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

and it is still hidden...thank you, Dreamer,
j.

[Cyprian Van Dyke]

Creative wite! It would take me a long time to find someone behind my heart. I liked that part it really spoke to me. I work in a restaurant and have spent much time on the dish pit, thankfully only one day a week for a while. But it really spoke to me your poem did. tyfs

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Cyprian,
j.

[Papaya]

Perhaps this is the one missing ingredient needed to bring full flavour to this recipe.
I love the thought of that. :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Ana,
j.