Words Stayed here last Night

Words Stayed here last Night

 

 

vacant dreams

there is room at the inn

for flights of fancy

to linger for the night

 

but there is no room service

just vending machines in the hallway

for self-serving guests

to find refreshment

 

until the new day breaks

and it is time for fantasy 

to check out

and maid service

 

to change the sheets

slept in

by unfinished poems.

 

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

4/6/24

Reviews

[Lydia Shutter]

Your poetry ne4ver sleeps, Jacob. I enjoyed the description of an old fashioned motel with the ice machine at the end of the catwalk where you could always lose a dollar in the vending machine that was eternally broken! Lydi**

[jacob erin-cilberto]

and I always enjoy reading your reviews...I like how you relate to others' poems.
j.

[Amanda Reynolds]

Wow, I love this, it initially reminded me of the poem, "Burning a Book" by William Stafford, (because of the unwritten words) but your poem leaves me with a feeling of unfinished effort and maybe tomorrow... Thank you for this! I particularly love the last two stanzas...

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, Amanda...and I happen to like William Stafford quite a bit.
Did you ever read "An introduction to some poems" by him...or "My Father: October 1942"?
I am, of course, a big fan of the Beats...my poetic voice was weaned on them.
j.

[Amanda Reynolds]

I have not read those but I will soon! Thank you- Amanda

[Andrew John]

Ah, so many unfinished poems - and, of course, half-thought thoughts. Nice piece, Mr J. You come up with so many ideas. Good to read.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

That means a lot, what you said, Andrew, because on the contrary, I have been feeling stale with my ideas.

so what you said encourages me to write on.

[Papaya]

Lingering words of poetic relationships that never formed anything meaningful.
I can relate very well!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you very much, Papaya,
j.

[Thomas W Case]

Superb work. You make this come alive.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, Thomas.
j.

[Poetic Beauty]

Poems do let us drift into fantasy for a little while until it is finished. Love the Inn and the self service

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for your words, P.B.

[Vol]

Jacob,
What a turn of phrase! Love how the ending twists in the wind, hanging there like we should have seen it all along.,, we are so familiar with looking back across the rumpled sheets at the towels and partial poems waded on the floor.
Vol

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for your kind words on my rumpled sheets.
j.

[Chris Shaw]

Really enjoyed the extended metaphor here j. Unfinished poems need to be completed. A lovely write.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, Chris,
j.

[mou]

I love how the inner story is manifested here. The metaphors are breathing!
It is Beautiful!
- mou

[jacob erin-cilberto]

They hope to breathe when I write them...and I hope not to choke them to death.
thank you, mou,
j.

[Soren]

A wonderful metaphor that stays consistent throughout the entire poem. Each line lays upon the next as if lovers making love in this hotel of poems. Yes indeed when I finish a poem it is like checking out and moving on to the next motel down the road that never seems to end. A masterful work Jacob.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I appreciate your words, Soren,
j.