Houses of the HolyA Poem by jacob erin-cilbertoHouses
of the Holy shelling shelling
and more
shelling turtles
scatter as they can old
tortoises that have lived through much but
the shelling won't
stop and
the turtles' shells are in
pieces and
scatter as they will a slow
life an instant
death and
still, more shelling we
could learn from these creatures to
mind our own business and
seek the warmth and peace of
scattered sunlight far,
far away from
the shelling. erin-cilberto 10/30/23 © 2023 jacob erin-cilbertoReviews
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3 Reviews Added on October 30, 2023 Last Updated on October 30, 2023 Authorjacob erin-cilbertoCarbondale, ILAboutOriginally 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..Writing
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