bum with a heart

bum with a heart

 

 

 

 

outside the door of coincidence

the place mat welcomes

serendipity

but you stand aloof

of consequence

 

and happenstance

and I bow my head

tip my hat to the onlookers

hoping they drop a nickel or two

as I continue to beg for you

 

to knock on my door

and let me out of 

my tedium

a poor ennui

for sure.

 

 

erin-cilberto

10/30/22

Reviews

[RubyM]

I'm not much of a writer. And I'm not as good at reviews as other people. But this was actually really beautiful and it made me think of love a little differently.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I appreciate your words, Ruby.
I find reviewing for me is basically just giving reactions to what I read...just like you did here.
j.

[keith]

caught me off-guard with serendipity & happenstance
guess i'm not reading much above 3rd grade level lately HA! (another clive cussler novel)
i like those words and they fit well
that word ennui is an interesting choice ( i had to look it up ... never realized a 5 letter word could have so many synonyms
it made a connection to me which is what writing is intended to be
i have been assimilated ! thanks

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, keith,
j.

[willweb]

Often, I long to beg that they lock the door and throw away the key, but something always stops me.
Perhaps it is in hopes that someday I can, like you do so effortlessly, take the ordinary and turn it into something extraordinary. Nicely done.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I appreciate your kind words, will,
j.

[Lorry]

All my muse gives me these days is heartburn and the cold shoulder. She's not returning my calls and pleas for a bit of optimism in my writing, but I've heard due to the ongoing inflation she's charging double for vowels these days.
Maybe I could write a hymn to her 😊

[jacob erin-cilberto]

yes, we have to start using words that only have consonants....too expensive.
thanks, Lorry,
j.

[.]

Could be the muse you are begging or a lover to come and add some excitement to a life that has become tedious. I have often felt this way, especially during the nightmare period that was pandemic lockdown.

Whether it be inspiration and words from the muse's touch or one to take our hearts on an amusement ride into the clouds, our door is always open. Just rap loudly and all will be welcomed.

I like the title, Jacob. Made me think of Chaplin in some way. Begging on the street for chance to bless him favourably. Great poem.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Doodley...geez, the pandemic lockdown was such a nightmare.
I was teaching on line, face to face with microsoft teams, but it was not the same.
j.

[AYVID N]

I often beg my muse to let me out of my ennui and tedium. Perhaps looking for a nickel or two of inspiration in the words of others, while she decides if or not to drop the aloofness. In fact, this happened all through this weekend. I just loved the second verse!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, DIVYA,
j.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Jacob… the Clouds in the Autumn are Dreams that may become “true blue” in a World of Imagination. tenderly, Pat

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Pat,
j.