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A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


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relishing the fulcrum

of love

balanced on degrees

of affection

the heart skewed

impossible accuracy

 

but close is oft

the delight

when the scales

don't exactly

match the emotion.

 

 

erin-cilberto

2/10/23

© 2023 jacob erin-cilberto


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Love and life. Can be a twisted dance Jacob. I enjoyed the poetry. You made the reader ponder many things. Thank you my friend for sharing the amazing poetry and your thoughts.
Coyote

Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

thank you for your kind words, Coyote,
j.
Coyote Poetry

1 Year Ago

You are welcome Jacob.
Sometimes love is like a seesaw. When it is balanced I guess that is perfect. How often is it perfect? Seesaws go up and down. They always have and always will. Relationships are like that too. When one partner is on the ground and the other up in the clouds and the situation has frozen, you’ve got a problem.

Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

Nice metaphor here Chris...your review is better than the poem.
j.
Seems to me that hidden in your words is a pendulum: is fine when properly balanced but put on a slant, it fights for independence1 (Returned briefly, read my review and was horrified, dont know what happened but was in a terrible mess. Now corrected, hope more understandable, sir.. so sorry.

PS. Wonder if you smiled when you created this beauty, jacob? Many thanks for sharing your thoughts and.. wisdom. Take care, sir.

Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

I smiled just to be able to write again,
thank you, em.
j.
emmajoygreen

1 Year Ago

You, dear friend, will always have poetry running through your veins.. and superbly.
Love is complicated, often like an old teter-todder. Many up and downs in the spiral of love. Mixing the emotions of love can cause beautiful rainbows to appear ;-]. Nice write

Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

thank you, willow,
j.
The scales of love never seem to stop recalculating their balance marks and that is what makes it fun. Sometimes they tip in your favor and sometimes the tip in your lover's favor and when they end up smack dab in the middle...euphoria.

Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

the middle, balance...that is all we can ask for. Thanks, will,
j.
To me, mismatch is delightful and beautiful. I loved the fulcrum of love and the balancing act. You are full of beautiful thoughts and ideas.

Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

thank you, divya,
at least with the surgery they didn't remove the poetic bone...I would die .. read more
AYVID N

1 Year Ago

We are all grateful for your poetic bone, my friend.
And that is most likely why unicyclists exist, searching for that moment of improbable balance, that even as kids we regretted just after the thud.
And I'm one to talk. I fell out the same backyard tree three times and never learnt my lesson. I did chop it down tears later due to "disease" though, and that isn't me saying I won in the end, but it is 😊

Posted 1 Year Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

yes, you did win....and did you smile as they chopped it down?
Lorry

1 Year Ago

I'll ned to take the fifth on that and we don't even have amendments. We just stick with common law,.. read more

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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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