a gardener's dream

a gardener's dream 

don't flower me with false petals

scrape the thorns off your poems

and stay in a sincere garden

 

or the water will be turned off

the tears fake

the roses will vacate the heart

 

there will be no pretty

no hushed whispers of love

don't flower me with false petals

 

I need not your shriveled blooms

to decay in my memory

press them in your own book

 

let your poems fossilize themselves

into a gift of humility

into an impression of truth

 

maybe that is your only capability

with your less than green thumb

and your colorless pen.

 

 

erin-=cilberto

6/29/23

Reviews

[John the Baptist]

This one is almost a protest. The speaker is taking another to task for insincerity of some sort, and the mood is one of anger. Actually, I think what we are reading here is a goodbye note. Some types of infidelity will not be borne.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I appreciate your take on this one, John.
as always
j.

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

Love me or leave me but never deceive me. It is the worst betrayal of all.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

the sweetest love poems, tainted with red ink, that means stop.
thank you for your words, Linda Marie.
j.

[Akinlolu]

This is an "I don't care how you feel" and "no holds barred" kind of declaration. Well, I prefer that to ego stroking. Your poem isn't a comfortable one but it's an honest one. The truth may hurt but I believe it will also heal.
Akinlolu

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, Akinlolu.
j

[light and ashes]

The last stanza seems harsh coming from such a kind soul as you, but well put, nevertheless.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, Light....maybe I have been fooling everyone and really am just a harsh old scrooge. ha ha
Thank you, LIght.

[light and ashes]

I don't think so, lol.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Jacob... your poem reminds me of this Fourth of July evening...
no Fireworks can be seen... only the thunder heard in the Neighborhood.
Flashes of Lightening in Crayon Colors... Sprays of Prayers for our Country and the World.
Your Poetry has given me the Courage to grow like Patriots standing Tall as Gladiolas. Amen... Pat

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Wow, thank you for that Pat...although you have done it on your own...I appreciate that compliment.
j.

[W. Barrett Munn]

Sort of an interesting way to say deflower me. No need to to push, I’m leaving😉

Winston

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Winston.
j.

[Andra Dare]

Bravo, Jacob! This is powerful as either metaphor or critique. And is that bitterness I taste?

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Andra,
j.

[Stella Armour]

"don't flower me with false petals"
What an amazing opening line Jacob .... i am so envious lol

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, Stella,
j.

[Chris Shaw]

Wow J ,

scrape the thorns off your poems
and stay in a sincere garden.

Someone has you rattled with their visits to your page I think. Insincere comments maybe? I have to agree with you.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for your words, Chris,
j.

[Relic]

There's nothing worse than fake or false reviews in order to manipulate others into praising one's own. Your poems are always worth a look.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, Relic,
j.