Anthem

Anthem

 

 

and the rockets red glare

at me,

the lonely soldier

 

I have fought my wars

of heart

apart from allies

 

war wounds accepted

love rejected

poetry infected

 

with themes of dreams

of my emotional flag

still being there

 

 

erin-cilberto

6/22/23

Reviews

[Gee]

Your anthem is sung by many albeit not as well as you sing it

[jacob erin-cilberto]

oh but several sing it better I am sure...but thanks, Gee,
j.

[Vol]

Erin,
Most of the times you describe, I was a willing prisoner of war, and didn't mind my captivity. Sometimes the torture was exquisite... until it ended.
But then there was Lori... like being stuck in a Ferrari with the doors welded shut and the key in plain sight on the hood, my emotional flag tangled in the undercarriage tatterdemalion. I still miss her. (In my nightmares.)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

My Lori surely deflated your tires...But yes, most times a willing prisoner.
j.

[Vol]

Erin,
Deflated them and left me in flames. Wouldn't trade my time with her for anything. But would be terrified to return, no matter how hot the flame.
Vol

[Akinlolu]

The battlefield is in the heart. Disillusionment killed the soldier on the inside. Emotional wounds lowered the flag of idealism. It's been happening for eons and ages. I think it's not going to stop happening till the world ends. That's the jaded truth. That's my take on this brilliant and neat piece. Thank you.
Akinlolu.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your insightful review, Akinlolu.
j.

[John the Baptist]

I think my flag vanished after the twilight's last gleaming.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

yes, mine too.

[carl]

long may the flag wave over the land of your personal freedom and the home of your brave soul. enjoyed your declaration - carl

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, carl.
Appreciate your visit and words,
j.

[FGFRANKLIN]

Countries and freaks fly flags. Poets must have "standards" and elevate them with adjectives and verbs through alliteration and metaphor. How else can we rally the troops? ;) Great stuff as par for your pen. I enjoyed the read.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Fabian...I will continue to fly my flag of words as best as I am able.

[FGFRANKLIN]

You are a true standard bearer of the craft. I can only play the fife and walk with a limp. But I've still got the spirit.

[AYVID N]

What a warrior you are!
Courageous in battle and with such amazing poetry to show for each wound earned in life and love.
Keep the flag flying high, my friend.
You're an inspiration!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Divya,
j.

[Patricia Wedel]

Our Flag is still there ... through the Rain and the Wind
securely attached to the Old Maple Tree...
as I myself wear my Amethyst Silver Cross
to keep a Vigil through all the Seasons... Amen

[jacob erin-cilberto]

the Silver Cross...passion for love of all.
thank you,
j.

[Chris Shaw]

Although this piece reads sad, I can’t help feeling que será here. What will be will be. An acceptance. I don’t see the flag lowered at all. Your flag flies high and always will dear friend.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Yes, acceptance...we might all try it.
Thank you for your words, Chris,
j.

[Sami Khalil]

Raise your flag of victory high. Keep writing and fighting. You are doing what is noble. You are spreading love, knowledge, awareness.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Sami,
j.

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome sir Jacob.