drafted into the chill

drafted into the chill

a cold wind 

is disrespectful of feelings

raw, bitter images

excruciate the swollen cheek

as tears freeze to the heart

and my steps towards you

become slower,

slower, slower

halted, my scarf

waves like a white flag

the fight in me

is an autumn leaf

that wants to soldier no more.

erin-cilberto

1/23/22

Reviews

[KWP]

I love this. probably because today I was conjuring a poem of along this thought path, I was picturing how. to say it without saying it, you have inspired me. I have been opting for the slow fade.

This cold you speak of, I must experience it at some point in my life.

Always nice to read your work.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for your kind words, KWP,
j.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Jacob… Mums and Rose Pumpkins will soothe your Heart 💜 and Mind.. while Colors fly through the Sky.. Be still and listen to the Wind. My friend. gently, Pat

[jacob erin-cilberto]

you are such a gem, thank you, Pat,
j.

[Fabian G. Franklin]

They always say, "Don't give up the fight" but sometimes the fight gives up in us. Delicate metaphor brilliantly crafted here. I enjoyed the read.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for your kind review, your reviews always encourage me, Fabian. And that horse in the picture is gorgeous.
j.

[Fabian G. Franklin]

Thank you. His name is Diesel; a good friend.

[ms. barrie]

this is incredible...i absolutely adore this.
you weave unique vivid imagery that paints
a sense of subtle bittersweet memories.

thank you, for sharing ~ x

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your very kind words, barrie,
j.

[Kim S.]

Wow, love the images I got with this piece,
love the first stanza so much as well as the ending line,
kind of touching really, nicely expressed

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you so much beckie for your kind words and extended visit to my page.
j.

[Chris Shaw]

I feel here a relationship that has gone pear shaped over a period of time. I feel a withdrawal of once warm feelings, into a white flag situation. The effort has been too exhausting. Time to call it a day. I felt the chill here J. Excellent poem and the title is perfect.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Chris,
j.

[cheyenne s garcia]

Great work ! i enjoyed reading this piece.
I hope to read more of your writing.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words,
j.

[cheyenne s garcia]

you are welcome ! xoxo

[Corset]

Some hearts are warm, some are a deep freeze that puts a wind chill to shame, frozen still marching toward slower and slower like when the tin man gets wet, great visual btw. Autumn is over, all but a leaf in the wind when winter comes and chills you to the bone. Freezing just reading it. Ugh winter.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for your words, Corset.
j.

[Cyprian Van Dyke]

This poem is cold! - See what I did there? lol
Where I live many people come to get away from the cold, thought the cold never ruin their good old days tucked away in their minds. Cold has a purpose. Cuddling near a fireplace or bonfire would be unbearable if it wasn't cold. A lot of my romantic writes I think of thru the eye of the cold. But there is certainly a harsh side to it, indeed. Thank you for reminding me of that in this well-descriptive writing.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your very kind review, Cyprian,
j.

[lightsong]

Coldness from someone loved can be so cruel, brutal to the heart. sometimes we have nothing in our hands but to accept and surrender and this is not weakness, in fact this is one of the most hard things that only strong people can do (a soldier :>). your lines drips with tears and blood. another marvelously written of sore wounds and pains. Take care of yourself in that cold Mr. J :> (It's VERY cold here these days).

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, lightsong,
j.