I need a poetic restraining order after this

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

Reviews

[AYVID N]

Word-farts and that's something so delightful here dear Jacob!
We all get them and they can stink it up indeed!
Loved this witty, funny and amazing poem!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

maybe I am glad I kept this piece...when I wrote it I was going to toss it as being too dumb...and when I posted I figured it would get trashed...but I guess it has some appeal.
so thanks, my friend.

[Gee]

This had me chuckling Jacob. What hope for the rest of us :))
Methinks my writing produces more methane than a field full of grass munching cows.
Hope you are keeping well

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, Gee...I hoped to get a smile from this one.
and I do love cows...used to milk them in Vermont many moons ago, lives ago.
back when i was 7....i did that better than poetry.

[John the Baptist]

Well, poetic skill proceeds in fits and starts, doesn't it? I hope you no longer submit to nuns, though. Some of my Catholic friends tell me the sisters can deal out corporal punishment with enthusiasm.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

You know, John, it is interesting, but my best teacher in grade school, high school and college included was Sister Aurelia....I had her for fifth and sixth grade.
She was the best...and a few years back I heard she was alive and working in a convent.
Other nuns scared the crap out of me.
the priests at Joliet Catholic were allowed to hit us and would use their big thick belts.
lucky it didn't scare the poetry out of me altogether.
I held on.

j.

[.]

I suspect the restraining order has expired by now, Jacob. We all have to start somewhere with our words and quite often the sooner the better. It's only after experiencing all that real life torments us with that our words take on wisdom and develop a maturity all of their own. I can't remember my first efforts, though the one that always comes to mind was a science story assignment in 10th grade, where I somehow turned the fertilisation process into a James Bond spy chase with the Agent an undercover sperm attempting to achieve his mission to fertilise the egg and was duly rewarded with full marks and first in class. Hopefully I have improved from those days as I am certain you have yourself. I enjoyed the wit here, Jacob. :))

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I love your story...wonder who played the Bond Woman in your story...
and did he achieve his mission?
See? You made something good out of my mess of a poem.
j.

[Crowley]

I started writing horror as well. I sucked but loved the genre. I remember reading my first story to my parents in the car on a trip. Of course my mom flipped and said how good it was, my dad wanted me to hurry so he could turn the radio back up. Then I tried my hand at horror in high school English. I didn’t think the writing was that bad, but I got an F, graded by my teachers playwright girlfriend, she said she hated the story. Took it to the other English teacher and asked him if it was really an F. He said C minus because I tried very hard. He told me not to write horror in school and I would fair better. Sorry so long, but I feel you!!!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

You know, Crowley...those two teachers were just two opinions....that didn't mean the story wasn't good, it was their tastes....
Your mom had a good reaction...and maybe your dad was too scared to listen to it.
Back in my late 20's a friend of mine and I were developing a story in which all of the Roadkill started getting revenge on the drivers who killed them...they would dart out in front of the cars to make them crash.
yes, I know, Stupid.
I really appreciated your story and yes, we can relate to each other on this one.
Sometimes I feel my latest poetry is as bad as when I started writing.
thank you for the visit...
Now, I am going to turn the radio back up! :)))))

[Betty Hermelee]

Do the words stink or do your farts stink, or both??? This very funny to me; It seem like you had a lot to say and that's why you needed a restraint, maybe because the words meant nothing, but plenty of them. I love the verse..." the nuns read it and said a rosary for my soul's inventory"...I'm sure you write better now than when were seven!!! .You have a clever mind Jacob; loved the poem

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I think both....yes, please restrain me...
thank you for liking this mess...I am still seven in maturity, I'm afraid.
j.

[Betty Hermelee]

I don't think so! Clever poem

[h d e rushin]

I remember sitting long and thinking that I had done something wonderful. And much love to wonder, but image was as easy as it was empty in those early days. . Then puberty started and I grabbed at the maple of each pink star. Then I got married and the marbling started. Then I became stone...


great poem brother. I needed a good chuckle this morning.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

maybe if we pool our resources, dana....
we could be Sly and the Family Stone...
and take somebody Higher.
thank you brother,
j.

[Ted Kniffen]

Oh to relive those days again when it was more anger than angst and yet, after writing for more than 60 years ... far more ... I find myself looking back and saying no.
We are who we are because of choices made and influences absorbed ... if we were to change one, would we change all?

I think there is a bit of that seven year old in this one j. and I like it and quite possibly him as well.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I could see the two of us back then, sitting on some rocks by a river talking seven year olds' poetry.
yes, the choices that got us here, well, or almost here.
thank you, Ted,
j.

[Robert Trakofler]

I blame all of my bad writing on the Bad Bunny it was him... I tell you! he takes over all the time just this morning... I oh nevermind:/ hey what does it mean when that thing I wrote when I was 11 is better than what I write now that I am 50? hmm perhaps I should digress regress regretably

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Oops....
maybe we wrote more honestly then?
because we didn't know better...or enough...
j.

[Robert Trakofler]

yeah we is smarter now

[Cherrie Palmer]

I too have been writing since grade school. Nature, emotions, events and sometimes a dark shadow just wants to scare someone. The power of the pen a 3d reflection of the imagination.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I like that...3rd reflection of the imagination...
I am sure my writing scares at times.
read moreI like that...3rd reflection of the imagination...
I am sure my writing scares at times.
thank you, Cherrie,
j.