Humanity's Breech

Humanity's Breech

 

 

I hear the keys playing

silent snowdrifts slightly

clicking

like tap shoes

at a dawn ballet

in autumn

 

the woodpeckers chime in

and the other avian blues 

are sung by the mockingbirds

who hate joy

lash out with insane feathers

molting distrust and anger

 

unrest, uncertainty

out of tune, the prayers

cannot find their path

fall before deaf ears

 

Winter wants to put the melody

into permanent hibernation...

 

 but the man upstairs keeps playing

regardless

 

with each note, 

more die, senselessly

and the song becomes

relentlessly repetitious

discord.

 

erin-cilberto

10/16/23

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

Sad but true; prayers are falling on deaf ears.
A powerful poem of contrast and truth. Too many hands in the fire; too many cooks.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, Sami,
j.

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome sir Jacob

[Chris Shaw]

Your beautiful opening stanza with its outstanding imagery is such a contrast to what follows. We live in a world of constant discord. I long for silence at these times dear J.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for your words, Chris,
j.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Jacob... we are filming your Poetry as the World News is Live and Death remains the Destiny of the Day. sadly, Pat

[jacob erin-cilberto]

yes, sadly, the destiny of the day...
thank you, Pat,
j.

[Kathy Van Kurin]

;Humanity's Breach'
Jacob,
I would love to be able to attend a writing class you teach cuz I so enjoy the way you write. This poem showed the chaos between human tragedy playing out and the beauty which humanity loves. The contrasting themes between nature, music and how you bring in the life of what it feels like. So appreciated this piece particularly as my prayers lift to heaven.
Thank you!
Kathy

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for your very kind and understanding words, Kathy,
j.

[Maximus]

Marvelous poetry with deep effective message and the way you presented it is totally awesome. I loved going through this poem.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for your words, Maximus,
j.

[Patricia]

Oh so very very true and beautifully written! Love the metaphor here, perfection.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for your words, Patricia,
j.