I need a poetic restraining order after this

I need a poetic restraining order after this

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto

I need a poetic restraining order after this

 

 

 

I wrote a poem when I was seven

and that is all you need to know of that

 

even at a young age my muse and I had a spat

then I turned eleven

 

I wrote a story

that was pretty gory

the Nun who read it said a rosary

for my soul's inventory

 

when I was twenty the serious writing started

but with words a plenty I simply farted

 

the verses stank to high heaven

even worse than when I was seven.

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

1/26/2021

© 2021 jacob erin-cilberto


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Usually your self-deprecation is a bit more lofty (hoity-toity) than this, so I'm decidedly delighted you stepped down into my gutter-ball world of gory inventory & rank-smelling rhymes. You have painted your self-loathing so sleazy, who am I to red-mark the venerated English Teacher? *wink! wink!* fondly, Margie

Posted 3 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Years Ago

No I think I stepped up or maybe in...

ha ha
Oh Go Ahead and Red Mark....:)))
I could relate very much. Getting carried away and farting out crappy poem after poem. It all seems great after a couple of drinks. I trash most of them the next morning. Very witty, sir.

Posted 3 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Years Ago

I need a few drinks then...thank you for the tip, AJNJ---
I'll have a few, and then try again.. read more
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MCS
Thank you Jacob, this was cheeky and fun!

Posted 3 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Years Ago

glad you enjoyed, Mary,
thank you.
I second that :) very clever

Posted 3 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Years Ago

thank you, Pat,
j.
I burst out laughing as I read this. Nice!

Posted 3 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Years Ago

thank you, Kaylor...
j.
Nuns, rosary, being seven. Then they gave you 13 years lent, and you fart in their face.
I'm afraid it's hell for you, no ifs no buts. Just checked with the old Priest who just won't die. The candles I borrowed mean I'm joining you.

Posted 3 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Years Ago

welcome...we will burn up together.
thank you, Paul,
j.
Thanks for sharing this delightful wordplays with us out here. Full of humor and wit.

Alisa

Posted 3 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Years Ago

thank you for your kind words, Alisa,
j.
I have no words. Just appreciation. Well done, sir.

Posted 3 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Years Ago

Thank you, Oydrin,
j.
Oh well, when I was seven I BELIEVED I was a mermaid in some previous life and I believe it's from where my own world grew, so... dear Jacob as a poet your world have been there all along, if You noticed it or not, it grows as You grow... and it's good if You've tried and wrote in different styles regardless what other say because that's how You find your poetic self and your muse :)

Posted 3 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Years Ago

Appreciate your kind words, lightsong,
j.
your poetic license has expired ...
your pen runs dry ...
your voice is cancelled ...
welcome to our world

a good write jacob


Posted 3 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Years Ago

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

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jacob erin-cilberto
jacob erin-cilberto

Carbondale, IL



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Originally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..

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