Woman

Woman

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto

Woman

 

 

 

cold meanings

abrupt beginnings

she smiled that glacier smile

at once, I melted in chunks of resignation

her heart an instrument of global warming

 

my love span shortened

by her nature's fire

 

I left a poem 

logging the event

 

when everyone and everything is gone

she might read it.

 

 

erin-cilberto

1/23/24

© 2024 jacob erin-cilberto


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A little poem to take the chill off? You never know what could happen when everyone is gone. Once again, a masterful piece from your pen. Short lines, abrupt endings and a message woven so expertly through that even the warmest day would bring a few shivers to the reader.

Posted 10 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

jacob erin-cilberto

10 Months Ago

Thank you for your kind review, will,
j.



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An abrupt beginning…
Those moments that begin unexpectedly

Glacier smile makes me think of woman frosty on the outside

Who knows maybe she shall read this once time has passed and life has moved on. We never know what can and will happen.

Posted 9 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

9 Months Ago

Thank you, Poetic Beauty,
j.
Poetic Beauty

9 Months Ago

You are welcome
As always, a good poem, Jacob. And how so many people can command the attention of someone whose attention you wish to command.

Posted 9 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

9 Months Ago

Thank you, Andrew,
j.
brrrrrrrrrrrr! the fire of her ice ..... a bit frigid ... feeling the icy grip of being taken down by glacial cleavage :) ouch! and .. burrrrrrrrrrn. you are on your pen sir!
E.

Posted 9 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

9 Months Ago

Thank you for your kind reply, E.
j.
As always masterfully written. Hidden messages within and adeptly left with a question of what was the poem written. Oh it is inferred indeed but if it is one of yours I would love to hear it.

Posted 9 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

9 Months Ago

Thank you for your kind words, Soren,
j.
or she might not read it
she may keep powering on, the firestorm she is and think she needn’t ever look back

it sounds destructive from the beginning
how come we can’t learn this quicker so we have less fallout

so nice to see you Jacob - it’s been a long stretch of highway with no view

Posted 10 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

10 Months Ago

thank you for your kind words, KWP,
j.
A little poem to take the chill off? You never know what could happen when everyone is gone. Once again, a masterful piece from your pen. Short lines, abrupt endings and a message woven so expertly through that even the warmest day would bring a few shivers to the reader.

Posted 10 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

jacob erin-cilberto

10 Months Ago

Thank you for your kind review, will,
j.
Amazing Poem, Jacob… Global warming is not for Lovers … under cover mysteries are too Frigid as Time goes by. gently, Pat

Posted 10 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

10 Months Ago

thank you, Pat,
j.
Old flames, we tell ourselves we know better. Then that ember is sparked with a smile.
The heart says maybe- yes- this time-- as the ego yells - no, don't do it!

Posted 10 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

10 Months Ago

And the ego just jumps into traffic without looking both ways.
thank you,
j.
Cherrie Palmer

9 Months Ago

I told him not to do that. Them bam right in the kisser.
At first it was cold, an iceberg of a woman, the cold shoulder routine... but then she melts like a glacier... and perhaps becomes warm and cuddly... "nature's fire"....or she rejects you after a while and therefore the love span is short.... but when you are gone "she might read it (your poem)"...is she playing games with you? or is she for real; hard to tell....
Warmly, B

Posted 10 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

10 Months Ago

Thank you, Betty...When all plays out...the speaker will be left standing or not.
j.
Betty Hermelee

10 Months Ago

very true! and you're very welcome! but she won't read it if everything is gone!
Warmly, B
That's a stark ending, but more hopeful than I would be that she would read it (My bridges all go beyond just burned) ~Jim

Posted 10 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

10 Months Ago

Those burnt bridges smoulder for an eternity.
j.

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jacob erin-cilberto

Carbondale, IL



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Originally 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..

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