not room enough in the confessional

not room enough in the confessional

 

i loved you

and promised you the world

in the back of the Oldsmobile

as we unhooked, unzipped

 

and then fear stopped us

like a crack of thunder

and a hard rain that just threatened

but never appeared

 

we glanced at each other

the next day as our pews aligned

our souls regretted the temptation

but our hearts yearned

 

for another Saturday night to come soon.

 

 

erin-cilberto

7/14/24

Reviews

[Patricia Wedel]

Wow... I remember how passionate Romance can be... I cried just because I was Smitten with a Guy who was simply discovering the Force of Nature. We need to remember there must be discovery before there is a Cure. Madame Curie would agree. gently, Pat

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I would love to have spoken with Madame...
thank you, Pat,
j.

[Sapphus]

Great distances between the heart and mind. Love means more alignment but that may happen later maybe.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

My alignment has never been quite right, Sapphus...
but it will get there eventually....thank you,
j.

[AMMD]

That all too real struggle between religious morals and the temptation of lust was palpable in the short lines. You've conveyed it well.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, AMMD,
j.

[AMMD]

You’re very welcome, and good morning

[andrew mitchell]

Contraceptives were not easily obtained back in the day so it was sort of Russian roulette in a way and there was a lot of shame if the poor lass got pregnant so young.yes! Consequences! Nicely done J.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, Andrew,
j.

[John Sullivan]

For me it was an old Dodge caravan with a lousy exhaust... ahhhh women...

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I remember being in one of those on a trip to a bowling tournament...and it blew a rod...we hitched.
thanks, John,
j.

[John Sullivan]

Can't hitch anymore Jacob. So they tell me. Cheers.

[Chris Shaw]

You reflect that period in time so well here j. The heat of the moment governed by fear of consequences. A very relatable write this will be for many. Penned to perfection my friend.


Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, Chris...yes, those fear of consequences.
a deterrent.
j.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

All young adults get lost in the hrat of passion and mistake it for love. I know I did once

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I did too many times...thanks, Cowboy.
j.

[Desert Knave]

Wow. This is a really enjoyable piece. I think a lot of people will be able to identify with it. ~Jim

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, Jim,
j.

[Mariej]

Dear Jacob, you have captured 'First Love' superbly in this very warm, tender poem. Fear... That dreaded deterrent we all experienced at a very inappropriate moment and made us stop before we had begun! Love the title, it drew me in to read the poem. Looking back to yesterday, how innocent we were back then, but I guess those were innocent times. Hope your love was shared with each other on another Saturday night, without guilt or fear of any kind. I love this poem, Jacob! It speaks for many who are our age and you captured those times superbly...
Jacob, due to an update in my computer last Sunday evening, I had a few problems afterwards. My passwords disappeared and I couldn't get them back, but was able to sort the other things. I tried to reset my password on the site but instead of sending a link to the email address on my account they sent the link on a temporary email to a domain which I cannot access. I emailed Admin, I contacted Admin through a link I found on the Internet, but did not receive a reply. Wanting to be back on the group and missing my friends, I had to create another account. It seems I have lost access to my old account forever, sadly. Will send you a Friend Request now. Thank you, dear friend...+

[jacob erin-cilberto]

those times were very different...thank you, Marie, and I have already accepted your friend request...glad you are back up and running and hopefully no glitches this time.
j.

[Mariej]

I so agree, J... THANK YOU! for kindly accepting my Friend Request and I am SO happy to be back and yes, hopefully all goes well this time. I have written all my new passwords out so should the next Windows update 'upset' my computer, I will not be locked out of our lovely poetry group. Wishing you a very nice, pleasant and blessed day, dear friend...

[Einstein Noodle]

young love unravels one Sat. at a time .. resisting temptations is not easy and by it's own definition .. requires persistent commitment to something more rewarding .. your poem brings to mind more than one humorous story about Confessionals ... especially that first one :)
E.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Yes, One Saturday at a time during those more "innocent" days.
thank you, E.
j.