Grade

Grade

 

 

the barkeep

eradicates my pain

ice melts into wistful lies

 

she said her goodbyes

over a cocktail

and my heart ails

and yearns

lives and learns

still beats with each sip

of an education

I cannot skip

 

as I earn my degree to

understanding life

awards no diploma

just a few poems

to save, like notes

from a class 

on

drinking away the tempests

 

that occur, 

when love is the teacher.

 

 

erin-cilberto

12/20/21

Reviews

[NFA]

Well if that isn't the best education, I don't quite know what is. Excellent write!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Victor...
j.

[John the Baptist]

Like almost everything in life, love can be a teacher. The lessons, however, seem to come with a greater degree of pain of the emotional sort than anything else. Usually, alcohol gets involved. In fact, if you removed songs about drinking away lost love, country music's catalogue would probably be reduced by at least half.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I agree...and pour me another whiskey....
thanks, John...
j.

[Lisasview]

Oh Gosh..every line is intense and full of meaning. I reread this several times..
"ice melts into wistful lies" wonderful simply wonderful!!
I see my life in your poem..

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I am glad you could relate in some way, Lisa...thank you, that means a lot to this writer.
j.

[Lisasview]

You are most welcome..

[Pete]

loved the part about the ice melting. it is a difficult course to pass - love. an apple for the teacher and some apple brandy for this student. perhaps is better to take the course as survey. i doubt anyone would fall asleep in this class and tissues would have to be handed out along with the lessons and textbook. the field trips sure would be interesting ... :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Yes, the field trips would be most interesting...
if it's apricot brandy, I'll have some.
read moreYes, the field trips would be most interesting...
if it's apricot brandy, I'll have some.
thanks, Pete,
j.

[Cherrie Palmer]

If you are going to have a teacher let it be ❤
Eventually you will be the teacher's pet.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

that is a nice thought....thank you Cherrie,
j.

[William Michael Reeves]

This was great!! And your meaning so clear in your metaphor in this. The idea of us all with whatever we write on as our notes on life. Thinking there may be a test if someone reads those notes. I'll have to give you an A on this poem!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Bill,
j.

[Patricia]

Love is always changing and teaching us a new lesson especially when we think we know it all, then slap! Still learning. Nice writing j.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Yep, Slap!
Thank you, Patricia,
j.

[Patricia]

You're welcome j.

[Fran Marie]

Hard to get a good grade
when love is the teacher
blended with lying cocktails
with no benefits..too many
variables in the mix..nice work

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, Fran,
j.

[Fabian G. Franklin]

Lots of headaches but no answers in a bottle. Whiskey is just a temporary pain killer that leads to permanent misery. Our misplaced faith and expectations often lead to disappointment and regret. What to do, what to do? The only lessons I've learned from love are hard work, responsibility and sacrifice. You'll not find too many so called "lovers" wanting to "fall" into that. It's so easy to become disillusioned with hearts and flowers and baby cherubs waiting to shoot you with their bows. But alas, Valentine's Day remains and sometimes the arrows end up in our backsides instead of our hearts. Great writing as always, my friend. Keep trying for the "Honor Roll".

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Yes, disillusioned...so sad when people are not willing to work at love or feel we shouldn't have to...it's all part of what makes a relationship actually work.
j.

[Coyote Poetry]

The below lines. I know.
"as I earn my degree to
understanding life
awards no diploma
just a few poems
to save, like notes
from a class
on
drinking away the tempests
that occur,
when love is the teacher"
Jacob, love lessons, never ending. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for your kind words, Coyote,
j.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome Jacob.