Faith

Faith

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto

Faith

 

 

I was believing,

and then heard the dirt

cover my coffin

with total disregard

 

realizing then,

this was it

a hole, a wooden box

and a very disappointed soul.

 

 

erin-cilberto

10/22/22

© 2022 jacob erin-cilberto


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fine sentiment Jacob. Though I might have opted for disappointed soles

Ken

Posted 2 Years Ago


That dirt you hear falling, it's your little dog. Or maybe it's Thomas Hardy's dog. In either case it may not be for the purpose supposed. I love that poem by Hardy. Shouldn't that be "covered" since it's past tense? It's quite an interesting contradiction there, portraying the grave as the end and then having the corpse to be aware. It portrays the soul as powerless and impotent as well as disappointed. It seems to harbor the notion that the soul is attached to the body even after death or that the soul is only as strong as the fleshly prison that once housed it. We buy all sorts of things in bottles from ketchup to wine but we don't typically save the bottles because what was important was what was inside. The bottles may get recycled but the contents get put to use. There may be a metaphor for the human condition there as well.

Posted 2 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Years Ago

thank you for your kind review, Fabian...as for the suggestion...No, it is "cover"---the past tense .. read more
Sounds accurate to me, Jacob.
...although, if you're Aware of the pounding dirt, maybe you went the other way :)

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

jacob erin-cilberto

2 Years Ago

that could be...
thank you, JD,
j.
Sounds more like questioning faith to me… and that happens. But in the end, the strong in faith remain steadfast. :)

Posted 2 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Years Ago

at one time or another, I think we all question..thank you for your visit and words, Susan,
j.. read more
I have faith... that whatever I put my faith in will be wrong.
I mean, what are the chances, that as the soil thuds against my entombment, that I will float up into the sky to be greeted by technicolour cartoon penguins, dancing in hula skirts and smiling a smile that says to me "welcome home Lorry!" 😊

Posted 2 Years Ago


I love the simplicity, I think people can have faith just not necessarily in the same things as others. Fit for a senryu.

Posted 2 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Years Ago

thank you, Michael,
j.
Rather like Philip Larkin Jacob, this Piece suggests you have lost your Faith. Obviously noone will impose Faith upon you, but my own experience in several difficult situations is otherwise. Still a nicely written and pithy Work putting the case for 'the Opposition' ✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️

Posted 2 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Years Ago

simply that, red. On the contrary, faith is still strong with me...just a poem.
thank you,read more
red93

2 Years Ago

Good News J ✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️

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jacob erin-cilberto
jacob erin-cilberto

Carbondale, IL



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Originally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..

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