the sole of a man

the sole of a man

 

 

the old man's shoes

a fleeced cloud as runway

tears of a journey's end

a life untied

 

tripping over laced dialogue

forgetting the steps

he put his shoes to rest

 

and followed soon after

falling asleep

shoes next to the bed

 

standing at attention

as are our memories of him.

 

 

erin-cilberto

7/1/22

Reviews

[Shannon]

You gotta keep those shoes laced up brother; do not go gently into that good night, and to hell with the memories… that’s vanity :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I sure miss him...
thanks, Shannon
j.

[Relic]

Old men, old women - they always leave memories in their wake. They've been here too long to forget them anytime soon.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

and I will never forget him...thank you, Relic,
j.

[Cherrie]

The props of our life stand at the ready. Even when we have no use for them.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

which in his case, made me so sad.
Thank you, Cherrie,
j.

[Cherrie]

This made me think of my father n law.
He became ill and was in his pajamas 24/7 .
He'd lost his pocket knife and called me to go and buy an -old-timer #2.
Which I did and he happily slipped it in his pajama pants.
My husband and I still smile when we think about it.

[Stuart Munro]

souls in soles , walking away the leather , to the last walk

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Stuart...your reply is better than the poem itself.

j.

[Stuart Munro]

I think your poems ok , well written Jacob

[Einstein Noodle]

sheesh! well ... i am assuming i am in the clear of this .. i sleep with me ankles crossed and arms spayed .. at least at the beginning ... beautiful post sir .. love putting it under meditation ... we will go out giving won't we ... love on ya ... really wish i lived next door ... would offer a cuppa .. and be pleased for sure ...
best of the rest of the day to ya laddie!
E.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I wish you did too...having a cuppa, visiting you and Beau would be quite the trip.
Thanks for the response...
j.

[Einstein Noodle]

c'mon on down any time ... bring your cats ... Beau gets along with 'em .. doesn't quite understand them .. but does get along :)))))))))))))))

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, E. I may surprise you some day.

[Einstein Noodle]

:) ........................

[Temperance]

j., such a beautiful poem all the way through. ...a fleeced cloud as runway tears of a journey's end a life untied. ...he put his shoes to rest....standing at attention as are our memories of him. So many great lines that carried this soul to his destiny. I will have to add this one to my library. Thank you for sharing! Temp

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Temp, I think he would be pleased with the responses to these poems in his honor.
j.

[W. Barrett Munn]

I do believe you have filleted this sole with a lot of soul . I particularly liked the final metaphor of memories at attention.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Winston,
j.

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

Just love this
The feet and shoes metaphors
Great write

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Julie,
j.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Jacob… Shoes are like Puppies… waiting for us to wake up at the Crack of Dawn… slip into our Shoes and go for a Walk in the Clover on the White Cliffs of Dover…. Amen… Pat

[jacob erin-cilberto]

nicely poetic reply, Pat...thank you,
j.

[andrew mitchell]

Neat as he was tidy till journeys end. The placement of shoes tells it all.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, andrew...makes me think of Dick Prosser in "Child by Tiger' when he finally stopped running and faced the mob.
Neat he was...both Dick Prosser and my dad.