tangled line

tangled line

 

 

waiting for grief to abate

is like waiting for a scavenger fish

to take a bait

and swim away with our sorrow

so that we may be left alone

to tread the water of our tears...

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

3/23/22

Reviews

[Diana]

I get the sense of suspension in time, above the water... Beautiful rendering.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I like that impression...thank you, Diana,
j.

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

I’ve had my fair share of grief the past several years lost two closest friends one suicide one cancer lost mum 8 years ago and sister dad and grandfather too well over twenty years back so grief is a part of my life and I dare say you would know about it too !
Your poem explained it well
Thanks 🙏
Sorry your poetry just gets to my being and evokes memories which is good if your poems reach so many like that thanks Jacob

[jacob erin-cilberto]

yes, we share loss of family and friends...thank you for your kind words,
j.

[light and ashes]

Oh, how beautiful! I love love love love!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, light,
j.

[light and ashes]

You are very welcome, jacob.
You have created a gorgeous piece of writing.

[LJ]

Oooh. So true, in a grand metaphor that is actually a statement of emotion. There are so many 'stages of grief' that it sometimes feels as if we'll never be done with it: we hope anything will take it away while we're still swimming in it. This is very good poetry!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, LJ,
j.

[KAREN]

Some deep sorrow here. Greif is a hard thing to go through and your poem has that emotion in it.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Karen,
j.

[KAREN]

My pleasure!

[Coyote Poetry]

Powerful and honest thoughts shared Jacob. When old places, when old faces reappear. Can create sadness. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for your kind words, Coyote,
j.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome Jacob.

[John the Baptist]

Regretfully, grief abates only on its own terms and cannot be forced. We can only let it be what it is and allow it to find the door at its own pace.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

so true, John...thank you,
j.

[Cherrie Palmer]

Excellent image.
But all too true.
Where tears are our median of transportation. Carrying us along.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, Cherrie,
j.

[Patricia]

oh come on! that is absolutely terrific! geeze, I kowtow!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, Patricia.
j.

[Patricia]

you're welcome

[Patricia Wedel]

Wow... this is so beautiful... we have spent hours fishing on the Shenandoah River and never caught a Fish, but lost a number of antique Lures in the hanging branches of the old trees on the Riverside when casting. Perhaps we should have been in a Boat to cast our Bread upon the Waters. However, whenever, we took my ten year-old daughter with us... she immediately caught lovely Sunfish and let them off the Hook. The secrets of the Youth. Be blessed. gently, Pat

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I have lost enough lures to those branches, myself.
and yes, the secrets of youth. Thank you for the share, Pat,
j.