pretty little blanks

pretty little blanks

 

 

love on Blind Street

seeing-eye emotions

trap

hearts sideswiped

the cane smeared with blood

 

but somehow you keep walking

into more traffic

a silhouette in moonlight

dark glasses readjusted

 

cacophony of sound

senses alert

another beauty walks by

the cars stop

momentarily

 

and then it all begins again.

 

 

erin-cilberto

8/17/23

Reviews

[Marvin Thomas Cox-Flynn..]

LOL! from the very pits of Life's hell on earth, Jacob! ... What a true to life piece of Poetry that speaks the truth of love's quest to seek and find a true love and to be loved to see the deal fall through ever so many times, to blindly get back up and do it all over again, living in hope of finding that one special one that will assuredly bring the long, dusty, discouraging trail to a real romantic end of a man and a woman as closest friend, lovers, that shall never part in this life's forever ... Loved It!

Marve

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I really like your insights, Marve.
So real.
j.

[Coyote Poetry]

Strong and honest view of our world Jacob. We seem to see less with time and age. I liked the flow of thoughts leading to the true ending. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Yes, not just physically....thank you, Coyote,
j.