Lease

Lease

 

 

 

empty trailer,

I lived there once

among the narrow halls

and tiny rooms

insulation tepid, half-hearted

the cold crept in often

without regard

duct tape windows of plastic feelings

 

life was a short walk

to a lonely boulevard of mistrust

security a bare cupboard

scarce of food

and alliance with self-esteem

too close to the busy road

too close to that short walk

 

the halls narrowed even more in the night

wrapped in blankets of fear

the traffic moving faster

sounding louder than my thoughts.

 

erin-cilberto

11/26/21

Reviews

[lightsong]

your title caught my eyes first and I searched for its meaning, as I read this I feel the dull, the numbness... as it feels You are so close to life as it feels You are so far away from it, one moment You want that solitude where You feel closer to the higher realm, as sometimes You don't want to be alone at all and search for company even in the far sounds, lost but not lost.... search and found. I have to say I also feel sad reading this, sad as a life wasted... emotional one Mr. J.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I appreciate your kind review, lightsong,
j.

[andrew mitchell]

Unfortunately life is like this as they say reaching old age is a gift. This write took me along the lines of a mind that was functioning now showing signs of dementia or forgetfulness, memories narrowing, the window getting less light becoming unclear. But I’m always looking off the radar.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your insights, andrew,
j.

[shadrach hah]

Hi Jacob, life can be so hard sometimes, your emotions playing down the lines. Sometimes we feel Isolated from the rest of society, we can feel alone. We can mistrust all around us, finding little security in life. Our own feelings become lost. Sometimes we feel trapped in these thoughts and the fear rears its head. This is a powerful write, Jacob. A lease on life. Have a wonderful Sunday....Mike.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, Mike.
j.

[shadrach hah]

You are welcome, Jacob. Have a wonderful Tuesday....Mike.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Sometimes any sounds we here ease a pain we are feeling. another great poem Jacob

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Cowboy.
j.

[John the Baptist]

The speaker may or may not have actually lived in a trailer, but here, such a domicile serves as a symbolic device. The trailer represents a limited way of living, insulated really meaning emotionally isolated. The speaker was actually situated close to meaningful life, but did not take the short walk to reach it. The reason? the last verse says it: fear.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I really like your analysis of this piece, John...so much the thoughts of the poet.
thank you,
j.

[Chris Shaw]

Dear J, you lived there once. What takes you back there? Why would you want to be reminded of the toughest of times that would have broken some? Too many negatives. Hunger, fear, cold, noise, low self esteem. Maybe Thanksgiving, tells you that you are thankful for what you now have, because there are many who tread the path you once trod. There but for the grace of God go I. My Dad would often use that expression. I use it myself.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

all part of what makes us who we are today, Chris,
j.

[Chris Shaw]

Yes indeed. Those experiences make us who we are. It means we have lived. It means we have empathy. It means we have compassion for others. To understand fully what others go thriugh, we have to have been there ourselves.

[Betty Hermelee]

A return to a once “ short walk” a place that should be forgotten; memories of once upon a time when you were down physically and mentally, almost homeless; cold crept into your mind and your heart. Fear crept in the dark. It sounds to me like living in the Bowery in NY years ago, poor, filth, drunk, fright…..and very loud, “ louder than your thoughts”
Best, B.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

close to the curb...so close.
thank you for your words, Betty,
j.

[Betty Hermelee]

You’re so welcome dear J.